Reaching out is the hardest thing you can do when you’ve been bound for so long. When the only light you see is beneath your feet and the good times are behind you.
The world appears terrible and small. Reaching out, you can feel the lines and binds across the arms and wrists. Your voice can sound like ice, and your muscles will ache. Why should we try when we know it won’t do us any good..?
…Because we do not know. No any one of ourselves is so divinely gifted to see the future, and to be cursed having none. Don’t let your mind be ice. Don’t let your steps be stopped here.
Reaching out is the hardest thing you can do when you’ve been bound for so long. But it is not impossible. You are not impossible.