I jumped from the bridge, I'm still in the air, but I just can't feel I'm flying, it's just as if I were falling down and had no hand to hold during this nightmare.
I ought to be STRONG, whatever it means, and face my fears instead of stopping all the time to avoid the enormous desire for crying I got the past few days.
She said every little thing is gonna be alright. I believe her.
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