Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
What’s the point of trying when it always just leads back to this.. I’m not surprised that this has happened cause I never had that positive mindset to begin with anyway. Life happens. It friggen sucks, but.. onto bigger and better things I guess.