Hope

You stand in front of the mirror, thinking. The past few years you have struggled. You have struggled to keep your life in order. Really, you have struggled FOR your life. You close your eyes and remember the pain you suffered through, you remember the tears and the absolute anguish of feeling completely alone. You remember the pain you caused yourself and others. You open your eyes with a deep breath and look down at your arm. The scars are a reminder, they tell you day in and day out that you can survive, that you DID survive. You smile at your reflection, you have hope, you have love, what else would person need?