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Mar 2017
To those who struggle;
I am hope..and I pray this message finds the part of you that won't want to hear it...and that it screams loudly until you do.
The only way out..Is through the fire. So I beg you, WE beg you, WE urge you, to somehow..Someway, cultivate the strength and courage to face your demons..Head on.
Face how lost you are, how scared you are. Embrace all that you've become, all you've done, all you've hurt..own it,..Accept it. NOT so you feel *******..But so that you FEEL.
For this is "rock bottom", this is your truth,..And from that dark place of desperation, you can be set free..Yes, you can.
Because soon..that painful awareness..your truth..Starts to turn into anger, an anger that's useful. Your angry for submitting to a demon that has robbed you of love, of family, of respect, and has robbed everyone of you..Then it becomes your fuel, your motivation..your inspiration to kick its *** and to get better...because now your ******, because you understand the truth; ..
That you have been a slave..
And almost instantly..your hunger for freedom becomes greater than than your willingness to stay enslaved. And so you start your ascent..And it's hard, old traps are everywhere, but there's an ARMY..Of people who are also ascending..And who will love you, and you'll do it all together. We'll do it all together..
I believe in you, and I know this is possible. I know it because I did it, and I am you..
Life's a gift...Such a gift, and way too short to stay numb enough to keep choosing to be a slave..Be free.
I believe in you.
Life's waiting..
We're waiting..
Now ******* go get it.
I lost two people I cared for very much in the same week, to ******. I was sad, and angry...And This is what came out.
Forest
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