Diary of a P, H, A, T Girl

A life put on hold, suspended between a continual of happy/sad, sad/happy until the sad became too much to bear and I began to break. I don't discount or discredit love it is important but look at what we do to each other in the name of love it can be horrendous. Facing a monster and holding it accountable for past hurt is a big under taking. Holding it to the fire in order to rekindle what was lost in you. Standing in its presence and insisting that it see you so that you can be well. Pointing a finger at the monster and saying you tried to break me but I am still standing.