They've promised to never give up on me.
So, even though my mind is rejecting every bit of their care and adoration, I'm giving them a chance.
A chance to heal me. A chance to save me.
Because I'm swallowed in darkness. I feel like a lost, hopeless cause.
But they see something I don't when I look in the mirror.
We'll see if they can truly save me . . .
Because I'm the kind of woman who finds comfort in my misery.