“
When
you’re broken, people are going to come along and try to
fix you. They’ll try to fix you with their words.
They’ll try to fix you with drugs and therapy and
they’ll try to minimize the lingering and bitter taste of
loneliness and feeling of isolation. People are going to
attempt to pick up your pieces and make you whole. But those
shards will cut their hands and the sight of blood dripping
from their fingertips will turn them away from your presence.
But sweetheart someone is going to come along and pick up the
shards with no hesitation. The shards will cut them and scar
them but they will surely see all the beauty behind the gashes.
That, my friend, is enough to make you whole again.
— you
won’t be lonely forever, no matter how deep the cut may
be.
