Love this. Some things in life cannot be fixed, they can only be carried.
“The ones who helped—the only ones who helped—were those who were there. And said nothing. In that nothingness, they did everything. I am here—I have lived—because they chose to love me. They loved me in their silence, in their willingness to suffer with me, alongside me, and through me. They loved me in their desire to be as uncomfortable, as destroyed, as I was, if only for a week, an hour, even just a few minutes. Most people have no idea how utterly powerful this is.”



















