Alfa Holden Quotes

Staying Strong When you acknowledge pain, you validate its impact on your life. There will be those who will try to disregard your hurt or downplay its intensity. Try as you may, you will never be able to make them understand how it affected you. How it severed your confidence. How it reshaped your thinking. How you spiraled downward into someone you couldn't recognize anymore. They will not understand how those hands held and hurt you until you were immobile and helpless to reach out. They wrongly believe that anxiety and depression are self-inflicted.

The Beginning Meet me back at the beginning. Where the stars lined up and parted the skies, drawing a line from me to you. Meet me in the space. Where we reached inside the darkness, touched hearts, and found each other. Meet me under the trees. Where we lay, spending countless hours retelling our pasts in grand detail. Meet me under the arch. Where we professed our love and promised for better or for worse. Meet me at worse. Where we chose to ignore the promises and the trees as we navigated the dark void of stars.

Wistful Soul There are times she wants to revisit. Moments she wants to relive. People she wants to touch again. She looks back with a wistful soul and she wants to feel everything that she once took for granted.

• Inner Fist She has promised herself that she will not allow the past to taint her future. She will no longer envision how her life might have been, but will instead create the life she should have. She will knock the memories back with her inner fist instead of drowning them in Friday night sympathy cocktails.

A Letter to My Heart I am sorry for not being there for you. I am sorry for ignoring your cries. For not thinking things through before I threw you out to the most eager attention-giver on the block. I am sorry I disregarded your pain and made you show up for the ones you knew would habitually abuse you. I am ashamed that I let them torture you and keep you a prisoner in lackluster love. I am sorry I never tucked you in at night and told you how proud I am of you, and how utterly strong you are. I am sorry for the weeds I let infiltrate your chambers. I am sorry for being a negligent caretaker. I am so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?

Actions Prevail Communication is good, but it cannot replace actions. You cannot talk your way through life without ever lifting your hands to work.

I will always come back to find you in the darkness.

At some point, your soul will have to stop believing the lies that the world shouts in your ears and molds you to accept.

My mom told me when I was young, that if I helped a friend climb a mountain, I would reach the top too.