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Hold On

There is so much pain in life. There is so much hurt and there is so much strife. I can understand why anyone would want to escape reality. I can understand why anyone would want to leave this world behind in the belief that the afterlife has more to offer. 

Right now, I am feeling it. In the past few weeks a lot of people close to me have lost close loved ones and have witnessed a lot of devastation. My heart breaks for them. 

I understand grief because when I was 8 years old my grandma Mary past away and I was extremely close to her. She waited until we flew down to Florida to take her final breath and gave me her ring. To this day I still carry around the grief of my grandmas death and I believe she is a guardian angel watching over me. 

Living in a world with so much pain and having a mental illness is hard. Some would say that living with so much pain causes the mental illness. It literally causes the chemical reaction in your brain because you can’t properly cope with the travesties going on around you. 

Hold on. 

I am telling you. 

Hold on. 

Don’t give up. 

Believe in a better tomorrow and live every moment as if it were your last and be thankful for it. This life is so short, it flashes by in a blink of an eye. So many people don’t even get the chance to live a full life. So hold on. There will be better tomorrows. Believe in that. 
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