You want to walk to the end of the earth, feel the wind brush past you, remind you that you can fall, remind you that you are still alive.
You want to lay in a summer field, flowers in your hair, no care in the world, where nothing can stop you.
You want to feel. Explore every inch of your soul, until you’re where you need to be.
But you’re lost in your emptiness, tucked away in your shell, locked in your mind.
Be strong. Look forward. Lights shine brighter than you could ever imagine.
You can do this. You will do this.
I’m proud of you.