Historias de Fightinh

Sometimes there is nothing left. Everything has turned to dust and slowly slipped through my fingertips, it's all gone. Life may have its ups and downs but it can be so overwhelming at times and you just feel like you can't do it anymore. I feel like this hole has opened up inside of me and I can't come back from it, it consumes me and pulls me down with it. It happens slowly at first but some build up and up until you feel like you're on the edge of the cliff dangling only by your fingertips over the edge of a swirling black hole. But the end is never predicted it can twist in transformation and thousands of different things. And just when things look darkest a small ray of light shines through. This is not a story of hope or of depression; it is a story of strength.