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.
lördag, april 25
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Gårkvällen var trevlig. Först spyxet och därefter hamnade vi på fest hos William. Många,många kända ansikten.
Idag har det pluggats. Nu lagar jag mat.
Ikväll ska jag till daniel och hålla honom sällskap genom natten.
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