After everything I've been through, I've just begun to find the hope. Hope that I wouldn't fall back to the victim of depression. The truth is that I just let it consume me. My mind, my whole being. After I stopped wallowing in my own sorrow I tried pulling myself out of this slump. You have to want to help yourself, no one else can do that for you. It's all in you. You decide what you feel. You decide how things will affect you. I gained control over my mind set once again. I realized that I should be fortunate. Like I previously have said, some people don't have a choice; death chooses them. Well I am fortunate enough to have a choice, and I don't intend on wasting this one shot at the game of life. I figured I might as well make the best of what I have. You only get one life to live. That's it. Make the most of it. I am now. I may make it sound easy. But I know it was one of the hardest changes I've ever had to endure. It's all about your outlook. I want to live, I want to see a future, I want to be happy. I want to find the light.
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PuisiAn amateur writer just simply writing for the purpose of trying to express jumbled thoughts. Also for others with difficulty expressing thoughts, to relate to.
