The River That Ran Through My Chest

“And as I stood in that river, knee-deep in water cold enough to freeze every insecurity, every doubt, every moment of anger, of anguish, of anxiousness,

I realized none of it mattered.

Not the sleepless nights nor the tears, the heartbreak, the smiles, the laughs, not even the love.


Except for that moment.

Because for once in my life, my normally roaring soul sat calm and quiet in my chest. And I found myself comforted by the soft words of the water and the whispers of the wind.

Though I was standing there by myself, I knew I wasn’t alone.

None of us really are.”


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