strikes

The only way I can describe the extent of my anxiety is to say that I felt as if I were pregnant with a rock.

Sometimes by holding onto what you love the most _ you end up choking the very life from the thing you want to keep on living. It__ possible to try too hard, to love something so deeply that you lose yourself. The danger is never in loving someone _ but losing your identity in the process. Because what happens when tragedy strikes? You__e left an empty shell. You__e left with nothing.