You let time pass, that’s the cure, you survive the days, you float like a rabid ghost through the weeks, you cry and wallow and lament and scratch your way back up through the months and then one day you find yourself alone on the bench in the sun, and you close your eyes and lean your head back and your realize you’re OK.
Put yourself in the way of beauty…That you just hold on through the hard times and know that someday you’ll be sitting on the bench and be leaning your head back.
Don’t surrender all your joy for an idea you had about yourself that isn’t true anymore.
– Cheryl Strayed
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