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, april 3
urken
Hah jag blev faktiskt riktigt djup precis. I ett blogginlägg ^^ Fick ner massa tankar i ord, istället för att dom bara snurra runt. Skrev om människor. Men tog bort det.
Nu ska jag sova. Skola imorgon. nationellt prov ;O
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