But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I’ll get through today.
Even in the darkest times, when hope no longer exists, even in the lowest of lows, I won’t give up. Strength isn’t tested until you face the pain and the temptations. And in those times of despair and danger, you realize what your life really means because you recognize the very things that keep you alive. Facing depression alone has taught me more about myself and awoken the determination and persistence that I hid in fear. I’m not responsible for my problems and temptations; I am responsible for how I handle them. And I won’t go down without a fight. So I won’t go down. Because I’ll never stop fighting.
It’s amazing what your deepest fears become when you have no option but to face them.