I'm not sure I really let anyone know how horrible I felt inside, I was ashamed.
It's easy to think of the wrong I have done, the mistakes I have made, the time I felt I wanted nothing more than to die, knowing that was impossible and letting everything else in me die.
It's easy because I don't ever want to be there again.
Coming all the way from romanticizing death, to falling deeply in love with life, is fulfilling...and a little hard to describe.
Wake up to the sun washing over your face, warming your cheeks, your heart glowing to the thought of a new day.
Look out of your window, stare at trees that have been there for years and will be there for years to come.
Think of all the life that is out there, lives you know nothing about.
Think of everything you still have to learn.
Think of all the love that will emanate from your heart and soul.