#the voices in our heads
I hope some of the words in the back of your mind are me.
I hope sometimes you hear my voice asking if there is light at the end of the tunnel.
I hope you ask others, “What can I do?” and laughingly joke that your arms are too broken to hug.
I hope the words in the back of your mind are me sometimes, because I know you need a little more kindness than your own words can offer.
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #214