If you feel like you are trying to rebuild the pieces of a shattered life, or perform self surgery to mend the gigantic hole in your heart, you are not alone. May time bring healing in all the ways, even if it is realizing that the thing you thought would kill you didn’t. Because you are strong. And resilient. And so much more powerful than they told you you could ever be without them. So go out and make some noise, or some love, or some art. Your voice and your true self deserves to be heard, felt, seen. You, the self-stitcher of your wounds.