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, augusti 15
is this the end of you and me?
Dagen jag längtat efter är nu här. Jag har en känsla av att den kommer bli helt annorlunda än vad jag tänkt.
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