Thursday, 19 December 2024
Survival
Nobody sees you when you cry at night, still silently. Not even making a sound, even though you are alone. Nobody sees how you wipe your own eyes and take a deep, shaky breath. It isn't a weakness, it isn't even resilience. It's pure courage and strength. It's healing, it's destroying. It's survival.
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