in love with the Devil.

“I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.”

“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”

“I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me. Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person. Love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.”

“Switch your mentality from ‘I’m broken and helpless’ to ‘I’m growing and healing’ and watch how your life changes.”

“I want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. There has to be a way. To care for the wounds without reopening them. To name the pain without inviting it back into me.”

“Always defend your right to heal at your own pace. You are taking your time. You are allowed to take your time.”