Just, thanks everyone. I've had a rough day. I'm so grateful for all the people I keep finding who are supportive. It's like I'm finding out that random strangers care more about me than I do about myself. I mean, today was hard because I had to do stuff I am afraid to do, and hate to do too, because for some reason I seem to think that it's okay for me to be hurt, but not for anyone else. The thing is, every single person I spoke to today acted like they really cared. It's a new thing for me, having people care like that... Makes me think that maybe it will be okay.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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