" ... I think that was my problem, I felt everything entirely too deeply. A simple gesture was never simple, it always meant the world to me. Anyone can walk through the door and whisper a soft hello in my ear and I would still hear a loud welcome h...
I am not here to tell you that it'll be better in two weeks, or a month, or a year. I won't tell you that you're in pain right now, but that it'll fade in time. I won't tell you that you'll get over it soon. I won't say that the sun will still rise tomorrow and that a good night's sleep can change anything. I won't say that others have it worse, or that you have to get a grip on yourself or tell you to stop crying. I won't tell you any of these things - they won't help you.
Instead I am telling you now to take your time. To keep in mind that everybody lets go, moves on and heals at their own pace and that no one will ever understand your struggles like you do. Some people need a week, others need two years. Just promise me one thing: whenever you feel ready to do so, pick yourself up off the ground, and if you can't do it on your own, let others help you. Allow your friends and people you trust to hold your hand along the way. Take tiny steps. Take a few steps back, if you have to. Don't hold back the tears. Move at your own pace, no matter what anyone tells you. But move. Don't stand still, promise me that you won't. Don't do it for me. Don't do it for them. Do it for yourself. You've lost someone and it hurts, I know. I am here to tell you that you're going to be okay, no matter how long it takes you to feel that way.
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