"More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren't so busy denying them"
I don't think many people could really picture what it feels like. The times I was afraid to get up the next day and see what was left over when the smoke cleared. I don't know if anyone understands that weight quite like me. I sometimes regret having such big shoulders and such a big heart, such a strong grip on sanity. Sometimes, God knows I try so hard to be the best I can be but it shatters me inside when I think of what immense sadness you have weighing you down. I'm brave for you, I'm strong for you, and when I close my eyes I swalow that lump of fear in my throat and I'm suffering silently.