The worst kind of sadness is loneliness. That empty feeling that wells up inside of you until all of the sudden you realize you’ve been laying in bed, scrolling through their twitter for hours because you miss them so much. It fills you like liquid lead and you feel paralyzed, trapped inside your own body but mostly your head.
People will hear your story and console you but guess what? It’s just not enough. You smile and try to absolutely listen to them and absorb their kind words because you honestly appreciate them and hope they make a difference.
You try to put things in perspective by watching the news or looking at children who are really sick or someone who is suffering more than you. That works for a little and you have a new perspective on things, claiming that this is not the worst that could happen to…
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