Holding On to Hope

"Even in the darkest moments, the smallest spark of hope can light the way forward."

    It's an overwhelming thought, honestly, to think about the future. Not that I don't want to dream; many times, I find it hard to see past the dark shroud that's been cast about me. I just feel like I have been left struggling for so long, just hanging in there day by day. Since I was a teenager, I have had thoughts of giving up. It feels like a weight on my shoulders, pulling down on me and making it hard to envision a time when the going becomes easy. Sometimes I wonder that dreaming is even worth it, for the future seems so out of reach. 

    But somewhere in the pitch-black shadows of despair lies a tiny ray of hope. Hope for the awesome possibility that things won't be this hard forever. Hope for the warmth of those who care for me, even when I am unable to care for myself. So, what do I see myself doing ten years from now? Some things I can say with some conviction, while others are a little cloudy. I hope to be in a better place. Perhaps by then, I will have found the courage to ask for help and start healing from the pains that weigh me down. Or perhaps I will have discovered passions and dreams that keep me wanting to fight another day.  

    Anyhow, I know it's going to be one tough road ahead; I just can't lose hope. My dream, my future, is to find peace and happiness, even if it is in the midst of darkness. Whatever the circumstances, I will hold on to that hope, for I reckon better days are possible—even for someone like me.

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