If you wanna let go, convince your heart to give up tomorrow.. Right now I might not have become the strong version of myself. My childhood, teenage and adulthood traumas are reopened i know. I might not even hope to see tomorrow But still here I'am sticking around. Not giving up till date. I'm fighting amidst every cell of mine is shouting at me to let go, to give up, to stop struggling. I'm still typing this while breathing.. I might not be strong but I consider myself brave. Something I'm proud of.
