It can be anything that breaks our spirit, rocks our worlds, or rattles our foundations.
We never smelled the roses because we were thinking of all the seeds left to plant.
Whether songs, ideas, or love, those things we keep bottled up for fear of rejection are bottled up for a reason.
The diagnosis, while not changing me as a person, helped me to understand myself better. It helped me to treat myself better.
You found something special in your soul that they might still be searching for in themselves.
“I’m not sleeping. I saw everything. That guy did the thing before to the other guy.”
I keep picturing Kindergarten Cop only Arnold is screaming, “It’s not the virus!”
It was as if everything we have ever loved, hated, or known was taken away.
There was no way I was having a heart attack. Right? I didn’t have heart attacks. Other people did.
It’s not the same. It isn’t real.