It’s okay to not be okay.
It’s okay for your shoulders to grow tired from carrying
mountains.
It’s okay for your eyes to become weary from being the dam,
keeping the tears from flooding.
It’s okay to be weak at times when you’ve been strong for so
long.
It’s okay to openly bleed from the knives that’ve buried
themselves in your back.
It’s okay to break down from a break up.
It’s okay to admit that sadness has highjacked your mind, and
that happiness is hard to desire some days.
It’s okay to not be okay.
It’s only not okay when you remain not okay.
The bad in this life will always find us.
When it comes, we shouldn’t pretend as if it never did.
We must learn to find the good in it, or learn how to get better
after processing the worst.
