I couldn’t escape the hell I was in; the push pull between hot & cold. Neither was better, just two extremes of the same pain

I couldn’t escape the hell I was in; the push pull between hot & cold. Neither was better, just two extremes of the same pain

I couldn’t escape the hell I was in; the push pull between hot & cold. Neither was better, just two extremes of the same pain (Samantha Summers, Becoming)