Sitting and reflecting on the days when things were at the very worst and I was not sure if I would ever be able to make it out.
Sometimes it just all comes together. Without realizing it, you wake up with less pain than the previous day. You realize that you are not yet where you want to be but you are on the way to get there.
We are tougher than we seem. We are tougher than we think. Our stories will outlive us. Let us make them good.