Your universe feels like it is disintegrating into a thousand different fragments of despair.
You don't understand why you are still breathing when all you want is for the world to stop spinning and for your life to be put on pause so that you can catch up with everyone else's expectations of you.
Your purpose is nowhere to be found, because it appears that your purpose in life is to be only a stepping stone for others to reach their own happy endings.
You're ready to end the fight.
Don't.
One day, it will all make sense.
Your pain.
Your struggle.
Your aching soul that never rests.
You will heal.
learn.
grow.
and expand.
You will pick up those shattered fragments of despair and mold them into a powerful mosaic - one preaching what resiliency truly looks like.
This hurt is preparing you for your purpose.
About the Creator
Rebecca Ayers
College student majoring in social work. I run a small business selling graphic designs and volunteer as a crisis intervention counselor. In my free time, I enjoy writing poetry, reading, and creating art.
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