"Love wins. Love always wins."

A lot of times, my mind question the probability of events that may occur in place of the things that have transpired. The fact that it’s usually a fifty-fifty possibility stops me on my track all the time. It’s horrifying how a micro error can leave a substantial amount of emotional scar, if not physical.

It’s disconcerting how negative thoughts usually come in abundance at night, and how things which I’ve been trying really hard to chuck aside in the day hit me in the dark. I drew to close that a good amount of self-esteem and confidence is a momentary self-composure. When the rope that I’ve been hanging on to wears and starts to tear, that’s when the vulnerability I loathe sinks in.

“If you hold back on the emotions -- if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them -- you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails. But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your head even, you experience them fully and completely. You know what pain is. You know what love is. You know what grief is. And only then can you say, 'All right. I have experienced that emotion. I recognize that emotion. Now I need to detach from that emotion for a moment.’” - Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom

We'll be fine, sweetheart.