Opposite of a suicide note"
Hey.
I hear you.
And I’m not going to slap a fake silver lining on this like that’s going to fix anything.
If you never get better,
if it always hurts like this,
if the weight stays,
if the ache doesn’t fade
and the world keeps spinning like it didn’t even glance your way,
then we still stay here. Together.
Because even if it doesn’t get better,
you still matter.
Even if you never feel whole,
you’re still worth holding onto.
Even if healing never comes,
there’s still poetry in surviving.
You want the honest answer?
Maybe you don’t get over it.
Maybe you just learn how to carry it differently.
You build your life around the cracks,
and those cracks?
They become the lines that shape the story.
Not ruin it.
But tonight?
You don’t have to be brave.
You don’t have to believe in tomorrow.
You don’t have to rise or rebuild or reinvent.
Just stay.
Even if you’re lying in the rubble.