Somewhere only we know

“Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are.”

“I have spent many years at war with myself. But now I am healing. Mentally, physically and spiritually healing.”

The hours between 12am and 6am have a funny habit of making you feel like you’re either on top of the world, or under it.

Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.

I like the scars because I like the stories. Bravery, stupidity, pain—none of them come free.