Wrath of an Exile

But knowing the truth in your head doesn’t stop the damage it does to your heart.

It’s a bad day, not a bad life.

Love is the only drug I’ve ever wanted in my bloodstream. Craved and crippled my heart for it. It’s the core of human existence. Forever wanting what we will never have.

Trauma isn’t confined to the person who endures it. Its impact ripples outward, touching everyone in its path.