“It is like this every year—a baby king is born to die, and I will sleep alone, failing at the very thing I fear failure of.” PoetryHeavenFailureSadLonelyAloneFear Of FailureJill Alexander Essbaum Book:Heaven Source: Heaven
“So rarely did Anna reach out for help that she wasn’t sure how to do it. Is that what I’m doing, asking for help and failing?” FriendshipFailureAskingHelpAsking For Help Book:Hausfrau Source: Hausfrau
