WHY?
That was the most common question that entered my mind. Why am I here suffering like this? Why does no one Care?
Why is this world filled with these selfish desires?
I always wondered where I would be in 5 years, would I be dead or alive? The only thing that kept me going was hope. Hope was something that was always with me, never leaving my side and I believed that I had hope.
My enemy was pain because it never left me alone, it never decided that I had enough and it never ended. People looked at me like im some sort of filth, like i was something that was violent even though I was loving but people judged me Like a cover of a book.
I realized that everyone has a choice and those choices are made by us and we shouldn't put others to blame if we make poor choices. I am so happy to say that I made the right choice and I am now traveling on the road to recovery....
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The Road To Recovery
Short StoryTroubles, chaos, selfishness and the dangers to survive....follow the life of the man with a plan, Max, as we look at the life he lived and his road to recovery
