Funny isn't it? How the little things you don't think will hurt hit you like a fucking anvil? Losing the littlest thing. You don't think it will hurt. but then the realization kicks in. Suddenly you want to just die, but you can't.
You are crushed, and you want to just collapse in defeat, but the reliance upon you by so many different people forces you to stay up when all you want to do is die in a hole.
The tears flow freely, and you can't let anyone else see them, because you know that they will ask, and they will want to find someone else to help them in order to upset you less, but you know that they will turn it upon themselves. </div>
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There is no shame in going out fighting and getting your ass kicked, but there is no honor in not fighting at all.</div>