"The Dream of a Common Language" by Adrienne Rich. I carried it the entire hike. On my first night, when I felt like I was in too deep, I read the first poem out loud to myself over and over.
Cheryl StrayedYou have to say I am forgiven again and again until it becomes the story you believe about yourself.
Cheryl StrayedYou have to keep walking, no matter what. If you don't, it's a living death. You're just standing in one place dying.
Cheryl Strayed