I am haunted with the times we were on our knees begging for help. ( Medicine).
Aye, haunted. I still see Mel crying and screaming at people ( only to be told we had anger issues).
I wake up raging. Only to see it's quiet. ( Mostly).
So aye, we struggle as people that made us beg etc. pass.
But when they've fucked off. We beam again and enjoy the simple life.