I decided that I could go on being scared forever, that I could keep walking, that I could carry my rage around, hot and heavy in my chest forever. But maybe there was another way. "You have everything you need," my mother had told me. And maybe all I needed was the courage to admit that what I needed was someone to lean on.
Some friends don't understand this. They don't understand how desperate I am to have someone say, "I love you and I support you just the way you are because you are wonderful just the way you are." They don't understand that I can't remember anyone saying that to me.
You have those walls up all around you. Come a day you gonna want to tear them down brick by brick and find that the cemet is all hard. What you gonna do then?
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