“I feel sick. Ashamed. Still scared. He’s not gonna believe me. He’s gonna twist it until it lines up with the way he sees the world, and then this impossible thing between us will crack and shrivel and die. There’s something worse than sneaking away and never seeing him again. It’s cowering in this room, telling him the truth, watching him weigh up the value of people and their word, and living through the exact moment when he ranks me less than. It’s keeping my head up while he breaks my heart, and I’m already wrung out and so damn tired. I don’t know where to find the strength. But I will. I’ve picked myself up off the floor before. It’s cold comfort, but it’s enough. He’s turned his back on me before. I survived then. I’ll survive now.” StrongTrustBraveGirl PowerResilient Book:Hitting the Wall Source: Hitting the Wall