The woman who has been to hell n back is not easy to love.Many have tried. Most have failed.The weak need not attempt, for it will take more strength than u even know;more patience, more resilience, more tenacity, more resolve. U can’t be easily defeated.For the woman who has been to hell n back will push u away. She will test u in her desire to knw wat ur made of, whether u have wat it takes to weather her storm. Bc she’s unpredictable—at times a hurricane, a force of nature that rides on the fury of her suffering; other times a gentle rain, calm, still &quiet. Wen she’s the gentle rain that falls in time to her silent tears, love her.Wen she’s the thunder lightning & ferocious winds that wreak havoc, love her harder.Shes a contradiction, a pendulum that will forever swing btwn fear of suffocation & fear of abandonment. Bc today, although she’ll never tell u, she’ll feel insecure. She’ll want u to stay so close, to tuck her hair behind her ear & kiss her on her forehead & hold her in the strength of ur arms. But tomorrow she’ll crave her independence, her space, her solitude.For while u have slept, she has been awake, unable to slow her thoughts, watching clocks & chasing time, trying to make the broken pieces fit, to make sense of it all—of where& how she fits. Tomorrow she’ll be tired & ur presence will smother her, while on other days smooth her. She’ll be fiercely independent & long to overcome her fears. Sometimes she’ll need to be courageous, to prove to herself she has what it takes. Other times she’ll need u to take her hand & hold it firmly in urs. Sometimes she may not know what she needs & u’ll need to read her like a book w worn pages & a tattered spine & be wat she needs. She’ll live in fear of not being enough & always being too much—an endless battle to find the middle ground. Ashamed if the scale falls one way or the other, ashamed to be herself for no one has ever loved her both when she is small & also when she is tremendous.Sometimes she won’t hurt and the light will shine from her eyes & her laughter will be a rare &precious melody. But sometimes she’ll hurt so much from the trauma still in her body; she’ll ache, ... (cont in 1st comment)

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