I don't think anyone notices how much of yourself you must confront before you can heal and move forward. What they never tell you is that healing hurts before it starts to get better, and it never shows up in the form you would expect it to. I have found that sometimes healing looks like forgiving even when people won't acknowledge how much they have affected you. Sometimes healing looks like walking away and coming to terms with the fact that there are times you must let go of what you want to get what it is you need. Sometimes, healing looks like sitting in your closet in the dark and silencing the world around you so that your voice can be heard.