” You are more than what they say you can be”
The only thing written on the paper said more than a million words ever could.
The passion evident in the freshly written words. In the way the curve of the pen left traces of ink on the page. The message was simple yet complex, in that she alone could control her future. It silently implied that No one else has power over her, a message she desperately needed in that moment. The breakdown of who she was as a person came back to both fascinate and haunt her on the daily basis. She was a self reflective, quiet person. She wanted the best for everyone and sincerely hoped they all made it through this shit storm called life. It came into direct contrast with how she had lived her life. She knew what was right, she knew what was expected. But she didn’t give credence to those things. Not so far as what was expected of her.
She set her own boundaries and laughed in the face on danger, or perceived danger.