I made a pact with myself that no matter how low I went, I would try. Doesn’t matter how much or little, what matters is that I keep my inner flame burning. I made a pact with myself and gave myself freedom to cry,to bleed,to nurse broken bones – but heal and move on. Grit my teeth, brace myself for the crash, endure the embarrassment and risk rejection. But try, heal and move on. Grow.