Drowning.

“You know, when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. The instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding.”

“then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s actually kind of peaceful.” he said

“So, if you’re drowning and you’re trying to keep your mouth closed until that very last moment, what if you choose to not open your mouth, to not let the water in?” she asked

“You do anyway, it’s a reflex,” he said

“But, if you hold of, until that reflex kicks in, you have more time, right?” she asked

“not much time,” he answered

“but more time to fight your way to the surface,” she remarked

“I guess,” he said

“more time to be rescued,” she added

“more time to be in agonizing pain. Did you forget about the part where you feel like your head’s exploding?” he asked

“If it’s about survival, isn’t a little agony worth it?” she said

“What if it just gets worse? What if it’s agony now, and then.. then it’s just hell later on?” he asked

“If you’re going through hell, keep going,” she said

--teen wolf

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She thought,

it is only by burning in the fire the gold becomes pure.

Similarly a person,

if she keeps going on despite all the obstacles,

and she’s trying her best to fight,

even if it feels like hell,

she should keep fighting.

There’s a light at the end of the tunnel,

what she needs is just a little more time.

Then she realized,

She’s always the one trying to fight,

she fights without knowing when to stop.

And sometimes,

there’s nothing left to fight for.

Sometimes,

there’s no light at the end of the tunnel.