Thought I was finally coming to peace with my mind, now suddenly back to drowning in my own thoughts. At least I finally got the closure I needed to see, but I can't forget how it feels to be lied to and used. They say only time heals all wounds, but can it if you are already broken into a million pieces. It’d be like breaking a mirror and trying to put the pieces back together. You can still see yourself but that reflection will never be the same. F*** I need therapy this year before I start to see red flowing again.