Sherlock literally came back from the brink of death because of the thought that John Watson would be in danger. Let that sink in.
but Sherlock actually died. His heart stopped. They stopped working on him, they left him. Sherlock forced his own heart to start beating again, just for John, everything he does is for John. I’m crying
THIS. There were times when your mind is shouting and you try to drown the voices by reading and listening to someone else’s. But it’s not working. Because — as if they have a mind of their own — they are all struggling to come out; and it feels like if you won’t let them, they will eat you alive. You need to put them into paper. Let them materialize. Turn them into something concrete. That’s how bad it is, sometimes. YOU JUST HAVE TO LET THEM OUT.