cry a river, build a bridge and ger over it. BUT...

Sometimes, it's not as easy as building a bridge and getting over your river of tears. Sometimes, when you build the bridge, it takes every single inch of your soul not to jump over and drownd in that river of tears. that river of sorrow, that river of pain and regret, shame and defeat, anger and aggression, emptiness and doubt. It takes every solitary drop of strength you have in you not to get carried away in that river of all of the hidden feelings that build up and stack on top of eachother. the feelings that you never had the words to let out. But if you fight that will to be done, and give it your all to carry on, than you will be able to see the true beauty that awaits on the ther side of the bridge. The prideful feeling of knowing that you were strong enough to bring yourself across those emotions of remorse. And that, is the true beauty.