Your mother dies — that’s bad
Your family stops talking to you — that’s bad
The person you love tries to kill you — that’s bad
The person you love goes to another continent and you know you won’t see them again — that’s bad
The person you love dies — that’s bad
Now imagine all this happening in a span of less than ten months.
Conclusion: I’m fucking strong
See everything you’ve overcome, everything you’ve gone through. And you’re still here. The pain seems unbearable. You’re tired and just want to give up. But all those bad things didn’t have the power to defeat you. You faced them, you’re still facing them. Still hurting, still crying, still healing, still growing, still blooming.
