Thoughts are loud. They eat other thoughts. Sometimes they overtake the body and seem to trap you in your own prison. But you canβt give up. There is hope in the storms there is light in the darkness. You are never alone in this battle. There is someone guiding you along the dark valleys. Someone told me once that there were two sets of footprints. Then, it became one. The person asked where have you gone? Why have you left me. The other person replied I am carrying you on my shoulders.
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