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Pulling yourself together, telling yourself "get up, get up!" countless times, picking up the pieces of your broken spirit one by one... you know you can do it. But it's scary because you're alone. Because you know no one else but yourself could help you. Because you know that even if you give up, no one would be there to pull you up. It's a battle between you and yourself. It's tiring. It's sad. It's lonely. But you have to get through this somehow. You must. You can't be miserable for the rest of your life. You can't give them the satisfaction of showing them you're hurt. This is just a moment of vulnerability. It will pass. It will. You can cry tonight. Everything will be okay tomorrow. Cry. Cry. Cry. -Scared Little Moon Princess-