God’s Whispers to the Afflicted

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I saw you when you dropped to the bathroom floor, your lower lip trembling, your knees giving way to the weight of emotion that had overcome you. I tried to embrace you, but you could not feel me beneath that impenetrable wall you’d built up around yourself. I was there though, holding you as tightly as I could, wishing with all my soul that you would allow me to piece you back together again. Continue reading