When you’re hurting inside, you’re feeling numb, down, motionless.
When you’re hurting inside at the verge of giving up because you loved so hard you crashed so badly.
When you’re hurting inside, you confide in someone, tell them your problems and they clearly mock you (thinking it’s one of those jokes).
When you’re hurting inside, you can’t sleep, can’t think, want to hurt someone as badly as they hurt you.
When you’re hurting inside, you close your eyes and all you see is the darkness within and darkness beneath the surface, nothing to cheer you up.
When you’re hurting inside and you don’t have the voice to scream as you want to, shout as you wish or turn back the hands of time because its all been a mirage.
When you’re hurting inside and you look at your walls and think, had I known?
When you’re hurting inside and there’s no one to talk to just your emotions misleading you as usual through the cold breeze of the night.
When you’re hurting inside and you think all hope is lost and you can’t seem to see a brighter day?
When you’re hurting inside, STOP, THINK, BREATHE, PRAY, EAT and count your blessings.
That’s when you realize, all that you’ve been going through is nothing but a minute challenge; a pin compared to the goodness and blessings you’ve had over the years.
Be grateful. Smile and cherish every moment. Leave those who don’t deserve to be in your future in the past and walk with your head up high like a giraffe does.