“I hold back my thoughts with iron gates I have mentally built to protect myself and others. Constantly anticipating their weakness growing with each passing day I wake up, opening my eyes seeing them trembling in the back of my mind just waiting for the thoughts I have worked so hard to bury to come crashing through, like a hurricane drowning in the intensity of my own demons.
I close my eyes, Take A deep breath and pray for a little extra strength for my iron gates. No matter how close they have gotten one thing is for certain they never fail. My faith never leaves me high and dry to fight this battle on my own.
One day, I will be able to stand in front of my iron gates believing in the confidence I have within myself and my faith that they will never open. They will be forever strong and won’t allow for mental weakness again.
This is the day I will have restored what is true. This will be the day I will allow my heart to heal, my soul to shine and my life to be exactly what I know I deserve. This is when I will truly be whole again.”
-Marissa Knappert.
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