It’s not something you can clearly communicate to others about how you feel. Most times we act like we don’t even feel it. We smile like we are alright but deep down there’s something like a knife slicing your insides. We all know they’ll be healing for every pain but the problem is how long can you survive? Do I cry? Maybe? Sometimes? Hardly. Your chest just hurts. Sometimes I’d rather allow my self feel physical pain and equate it…
