She wrote many lonely poems, yet she wrote to feel less alone.
He turned the pill into his painful master, yet he consumed it to feel less pain.
She gave the blade its role in suffering, yet she cut her wrist to feel less hurt.
He listened to violent music, yet he listened to that melody to feel less hostile.
She helped others feel good about themselves, yet she couldn’t help herself feel less insecure.
He hated what he had become, yet he changed to be less hated.
She faced so many hardships in life, yet she smiled to feel less weak.