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“If I allowed myself to drown in the flood every time it rained, I would have never learned to swim.
If I allowed myself to stay broken, then I’d still be fragile. If I held on to that hurt, then I'd still be wounded � I would be bleeding on people who didn't deserve to be soiled by my grief.
I refuse to spread my hurt.
I refuse to let this world make me ugly.”