I realized when you hurt God, He gives you an understanding of the world. The punishment God gave me was a conscience, a mind that overthinks, and a heart that feels too much. Take it back—I’d rather live in blissful ignorance. Take me back to the time when the only thing that hurt was scraped knees, not shattered hearts or broken dreams. Now that I see the world clearly, I want nothing more than to close my eyes forever. — Jawad Ukasha, I have a Dead Soul