Ask me what I felt, and I will tell you I didn’t know.
It started to seem like it was coming back. You know, those awful feelings cluttering the mind, filling it with noise, and the dark cloud over the head.
The right person will be so gentle with you that you need to fight the urge to cry.
Wait for your healing.
If you are hurting, I promise you it gets better.
I want to see a sign that you’re hurting as much as I am.
You survived, you’re a survivor.