““Distance and time don't diminish, can't change, trauma. You don't wake up one day done with it. It haunts you, as a ghost glides through your soul, a chilling disturbance in the lonely quiet of even the warmest nights, because the dark desperation still comes. I still climb that hill, though the terrain is different and the burden less, now a survivor, a strong woman who finally decided to stop running, to stop perfecting, to stop climbing. To breathe.””
