Shhh....you are not alone. Rain clouds pass. Sun will dry our eyes like puddles on the road. Life is a mountain course with up and downhill slopes. Stay on the power so good prevails. Each action has an equal and opposite reaction. Now sleep.
“Don’t allow your wounds to transform you into someone you are not.”
Because under capitalism I am forced to sell my labor in order to subsist.
“Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? …I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself—if they could live in my memories—would anyone love me?”