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.
tisdag, mars 4
Zzzzz
Jag är svintrött.. Skolan börjar inte förrän om 2 timmar, men vaknade halv 6 och kunde inte somna om . Somnade sent också. Jävla anuspiss. Kmr va helt död idag. Men ska plugga snart.
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