I don’t think anyone realizes how damaged I am. Sure, I smile, laugh and look happy. Sure, I might feel better than a few years ago. But I am a wreck. I still am an opened wound.
I’m better yet I’m still not okay.
I don’t think anyone realizes how damaged I am. Sure, I smile, laugh and look happy. Sure, I might feel better than a few years ago. But I am a wreck. I still am an opened wound.
I’m better yet I’m still not okay.