A Crime Against Humanity

YOU HAVE TO BE STRONG.
You have to find love. You have to be more than you ever thought you could be. You have to be in the most dire circumstances and still come through by your will alone and the will and love of any who genuinely care for you.
When this level of torment hits you every moment of every day it is beyond coping with.
Some don't make it. Some die. Some choose to end their suffering.
And some keep going desperately hoping, wanting, expecting, demanding that the future is better than the past.
You draw on an invisible wellspring of determination to live and a thirst and hunger for justice and truth, for healing and hope and to see those who have deliberately covered over the truth of this illness held to account.
For this level of torment is a crime against humanity.

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