random moment.

I watched Eat, Pray, Love.

And I cried. Not because the story was particularly happy or sad, but because I realized that I had no idea who I am without this pain that I hold onto, without the strength that it gives me. I am afraid to give it up because I like that strength, but I don’t want it to make me get lost in myself. I can’t lose me.

I can’t lose me, even if I don’t know who I am yet.

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