Book: Pushing the boundaries

Sometimes when you see a border, it may seem that it would be good to cross it. While you do not.

It does not subside. <...> Pain. The wounds dry up, and you don't always feel like a knife cuts you to pieces. But when you least expect it to, the pain flashes to remind you that you're never the same.

Why are people proud of me in that moment, when my life sucks?
Being an adult means making tough decisions and the right choice is not always a pleasure.

The suffering is unnoticeable sobs in the corner, tearing at his clothes. No, worst of all, when your soul weeps and no matter what you do, it is impossible to console. Part of it languishes and becomes a scar on the part of your soul that survived.