It doesn’t matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar.
It follows us home, it changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up.
But maybe that’s the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap.
Maybe going through all that is what keeps us moving forward.
It’s what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little bit messed up.
Before we can step up.
torsdag, december 13
sjuk
Idag är jag hemma , han har gjort mig sjuk nu också -.- Sen ska jag dra till videomix å hyr film. Men ska vänta tills pappa vaknar. Sen ska jag ligga här och typ dö. Ser verkligen fram emot det.
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