I killed someone, you see. I killed the girl, who used to be me. Sad but true. I let peoples hate & negativity bring me down so far down that I no longer recognize the girl in the mirror staring back at me.
Once you come to this point, it is when true healing can begin and you learn who your core people are who will carry you through. There is nothing wrong with admitting you can't do it all. That is true strength. I cant do this anymore