It's tough having no one listen to all the thoughts that gnaw inside your mind restlessly. To go through days and weeks with all your doubts, fears, sorrows and insecurities.

It's tough having no one know about all the tears that spill from your weary eyes night after lonely night.

It's tough having no one heal this heart of yours, broken and tired after all the feelings you have had to bottle up.

But in a sense, sometimes these fights exist in such a way that only you yourself can fight and win against them. It's this kind of pain that makes the heart grow wiser, stronger, and sometimes you just have to grow through them – even when they come with pain.

- J

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