We all have times where the weight of the day’s chaos knocks us down. Some vent, while others cry. We reach out that shaky hand to whatever feels adequate at the time to try and help us through.
And when the tears stop and the tissues are thrown away, we push forward to tackle the next obstacle in our way. Unfortunately, that doesn’t apply to all.
I wholeheartedly wish it did, and it pains me it doesn’t. Because I am one of the few who falls into the statistics. The taboo we turned our heads to.Read more on themighty.com