I wish I could have told you not to worry. That it wasn’t necessary. To trust in the moon and count the stars until you fall asleep, because on the other side there is safety and warmth. That every breath and tear and scream into a pillow was taking you one step closer to the next page. I know you didn’t think it would end, that chapter of endless hurt. That prolonged, medically sustained night. But here we are, and you, on the other side, a bright and shiny thing. 


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