Growing is going to hurt you and those that you love.
Not all healing is sweet and soothing.
Some healing is violent and chilling,
It will make you tremble and writhe,
And those you love will hear you scream.
Some healing takes sucking,
The venom out the wound,
And vomiting your impurities,
Until you wretching up nothing but stomach acid and saliva.
Yet, once you have built that immunity,
You shall be protected from that illness,
As well as those that decend from you,
for generations to come.
-suffer now and create a foundation for joy later, each tear a brick, each drop of blood a room, and each heartache a haven.