A Place to Speak

I know it's hard. I know it doesn't get much better. I'm not here to offer false encouragement. I'm here to offer a place for you to speak. A place for you to read. A place for you to stay. Understanding is not something that comes quickly. Peace comes gradually, like sakura blossoms floating down, one by one. Count them...1...2...3...4...5... Keep going, if you'd like.

I am not here to accuse. I am not here to speak. I am here to listen. I will speak when I need to. I will listen when you need me to. In this world, all can have a new name. Each and every one is nameless, faceless, with no history. We cannot see your stains in this world. You cannot see mine; I cannot see yours. The smile you force on your face, the shadows you use to cover up your sadness... You have no need for those. Speak, and I will listen.

You are not alone.