I remember when I would struggle to get out of bed.. I remember my mother starting to worry about me always in a dim room.. All because I cut myself on someone's sharp edge and they brought me down..
Everything was pointless to me and I questioned my existence everyyy single dayyy.
Then things got better.. I started seeing the sun.. I open my Window and people helped... they helped me so much that in one sense I've almost recovered.. yea.. I cut myself on sharp edges and feel like crap but life is like a race track.. you go around in circles and when you break down people pick you back up and help then they let you go and you are strong and healthy again!!
