Hangers

The truth is, she chose to hang all her dreams, goals and happiness on a hanger; a hanger that was hanging on the the thinnest thread there could ever be.

Not only was the thread utterly thin, but it was also starting to disintegrate. She had to choose whether to let it break lose, or to fix it.

Everyone told her threads can never be fixed, but she knew better.
She knew that replacements are out of question, so she tried to fix it.

She’s hoping she won’t keep trying for the rest of her life ..

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