I was so broken the cracks in my heart went so deep deeper than the ocean all I did was sleep
I wanted to sleep my pain away sometimes I still want to but I don't because im trying to better my life, keep my **** organised, stay away from my knifes
but last weekend I was alone not lonely, but alone I was connecting to my body again nobody was there to judge the things that I did I was laying in the grass looking at the trees meditating, streching, praying, painting all the things I like to do but I'm scared to scared that people judge me doing them
but in that moment after the weekend reconnecting with myself I finally felt happy my cracks were filling up with joy I couldn't sleep because I couldn't stop smiling
that moment that short moment I will never forget I finally felt hope again
I hope that if you read this and you are almost out of hope, things do get better! I didn't believe it first but that short moment gave me so much hope. I know you can feel it too!