“Then again, I don’t have the right to tell you that you can get through the pain and problems you face, when I can’t even take my own advice.
But let me tell you something. That every time you wake up in the morning, when you don’t want to; every time you decide to end it-but you don’t; to swim when the oceans of silence is filling up your lungs; to keep crawling out of the dark when the monsters are too strong; that those "little” things you keep to yourself, are huge victories versus the never ending war in your head.
So don’t tell me you’re weak, or continue on belittling yourself. For i see the battle scars on your wrist, and the casualties in your eyes, That you’ve fallen down and conquered. Which makes you one of the strongest, bravest and the most beautiful person I had the honor of knowing.“
-Someday, we’ll be able to take back all the broken pieces.
