"never trust a survivor," my father used to warn me, "until you know what he did to stay alive." those words are what forced me to lose trust in myself, for i didn't exactly know what i did to survive.
Someone once told me to always live for the little things in life. Live for sunrises and sunsets where you'll see colours in the sky that don't usually belong. Live for road trips and bike rides with music in your ears and the wind in your hair. oh my yes