Sometimes it feels like there are two sides of us, constantly at war. One wants to be saved and is fighting for freedom and release, and one wants to stay down, and drag everything with it. Because it’s easy, because it’s safe, because the pain is familiar. Because it’s constant. That dark, self-deprecating, self-loathing side can trick us into believing that staying down is better because it can’t get any worse if you’re already down. And sometimes, it’s so easy to fall back into it and believe it’s true.