what’s worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should’ve healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we’ve been and what we’ve overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That’s what we like to think. But that’s not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over and over and over again

i'm really tired, too exhausted for me to walk down this path. i need someone to give me a push.
can someone tell me that i've done my part well in this relationship.
can someone give me a very tight hug, and tell me everything's gonna be ok real soon.
i've done my best, i've give everything for this relationship.
but now, at this moment, i feel so lost.