adversities come and go.
bad times get worse, they batter you through to your soul. how much and what gets lost during this is what makes all the difference, is that which creates a sense of passage through the bad times.
some bad times are here to stay. you never get okay for the simple reason that you can never get okay.
it is no longer adversity. it an indelible scar, a memory that can never fade.
when i see how people get through adversity, intact, slightly ruffled, slightly changed, i envy their good fortune.
a repairable condition i think to myself.
some things are simply beyond repair.
bad times get worse, they batter you through to your soul. how much and what gets lost during this is what makes all the difference, is that which creates a sense of passage through the bad times.
some bad times are here to stay. you never get okay for the simple reason that you can never get okay.
it is no longer adversity. it an indelible scar, a memory that can never fade.
when i see how people get through adversity, intact, slightly ruffled, slightly changed, i envy their good fortune.
a repairable condition i think to myself.
some things are simply beyond repair.
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