Shh, it’s alright. You’re okay. You have never been not ok. Take all the time you need. To heal. To breathe. To mourn. To grieve. To lay your regrets and sorrows under the ground like seeds, and water them with your tears. Unburden yourself, dear heart. For sometime soon a green shoot will grow and flowers will follow. Thus had always been the path. Just look at the garden full of broken hearts.