Stronger.

I believe I’ve grown stronger. Tougher. More resistant. More optimistic. I am able to change my thoughts from negative to positive. Able to look at things from another point of view. Learn from mistakes. Embrace mishaps. Knowing it’ll be a blessing in the future. Thus, I rejoice in everything, good or bad.

Yes, I’ve grown stronger.

There’s just one tiny problem.

I can’t seem to cry, even when I really want to. Even when I feel like my heart’s been ripped out.

Then, I snap out of it. Not allowing myself to feel that way. It works sometimes. Sometimes it doesn’t.

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