We don't carry hurt bodies, the physical scars are not as painful, as significant as the weight of the missing pieces of a soul... It's as if you are holding your head around your arms, because its just too heavy to be up there , you keep falling into your own bottomless pit of messed up doubts and thoughts... How many parts of that soul have they taken away? How much have you lost of that precious existence? Please don't let them win ... I know it's hard , i have permanent mental screams against what i see in the world fighting with my other screams of my safety side that try to push me away from the endless pain... What hurts is carrying a body without a soul, losing who you are, Don't give them permission to take control of your life, most of those who are not ok with themselves will always trick you into thinking the problem is in you! Its NOT! Fight to stay, learn to construct what they have wrecked inside you ...love yourself the most you can even in those terrible days, i am in one of those so i am channeling writing and putting into photography my sadness , it helps me when i put out to the world who i am and trying to help someone! It helps so much, you are not alone! In my worst days i will be here, dont give up on yourself please! Nobody will ever be you!!! Paws up *