2:36am. You lay awake in your bed with your mind racing.
Your darkness is hitting you full till, crushing you and making you feel like nothing.
Your mind tells you that you should give up. No one would miss you.
Give up and you can finally rest.

But let me tell you this. Every time so far that your darkness has showed up and tried to take you down, you didn't let it...
Even when it knocked you over and beat you down, you survived and you rose back up to keep fighting. You have survived every single moment of your life up until now.

You are not just a survivor, you are a warrior, and I am so incredibly proud of you.