I gave up. I didn’t run. I didn’t even hide. I just stood there as fear looked me right in the eye. I stood there as fear wrapped itself around me. I stood there and fear choked the very life out of me. I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t care. Even gasping for air was worthless to me. I didn’t want to live. I took every chance I could to heal. I took every chance I could for my heart to be whole again. But it failed. I failed. I tried to be strong. But sometimes being strong isn’t strong enough.