and that was the thing about her, she kept on surviving. with bullet holes in her lungs, and knife marks etched in her back. she never let anything get in her way, resilient. a fighter, not by choice. but a warrior at heart.
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