You've been through so much already, and yet, you keep hearing people say "your life's just begun." How does that make you feel? Are you excited? Or does it make you want to run? Perhaps it makes you want to stand still because you're not sure what to do.
That's OK too.
After all, your life's just beginning.
You have time to ****.
Maybe you're waiting.
Waiting for someone to ask if you're OK
(Are you ok?).
Waiting to see if tomorrow will be better
Because tomorrow's another day.
Whatever you're doing,
Please don't give up.
Because you're still doing something.
And that's all it takes for something to happen

Baby, you're my everything
If you'll be my everything
I'll be your ghost
I'll be your pain
I'll be your shelter from the rain
And when you're lost I'll be your guide
I'll be a place where you can hide
The world can be such a painful place
But if you give me the gift of life,
I'll give you the gift of grace

Yesterday, my body hated me.
And I couldn't tell you why.
All I could do was breathe.
All I wanted to do was cry in pain.
Yesterday, I was scared.
But today, I'm OK.
Because yesterday is not today.
And somehow, just knowing that
makes all the difference.

Waiting for life
Is to wait for death.
You will have time.
But you never know
Which will be your last breath

There will always be reasons to quit. Sometimes, your body may even reward you for it.
"Quit starving yourself. Look at you.
You're miserable. Help me help you.
Just one smoke. Just one drink. And that's it. No more headaches. No more shakes.
You'll feel like you can think clearly again."
And your body's right. You will feel better. Because change can be painful.
Especially if you're trying to do it alone.
But the saying is true.
If you can push through the pain,
your body will be grateful eventually. And you will gain a new lease on life.

If what they say is true,
that there's always room for improvement, maybe the opposite is true as well.
Maybe there's room for failure too.
Don't misunderstand.
I'm not suggesting you don't try.
But life is a process.
And failure, mistakes,
they're as much a part as progress.
So, while it may never seem like an option,
I hope you come to find it's OK to fail.

If pain is the body's way of telling you something's wrong,
how does it tell you when something's right?
Is it feeling love? Adrenaline?
Or is it something simpler
like having more energy or the ability to smile? Maybe it's all. Maybe it's none.
Sometimes, I just wish I could know for sure.