I felt like I didn’t have hope for a long time. Every day I was just existing and not really living. I hated my life and every morning I would wake up thinking what’s going to go wrong today. I don’t even remember the last time I was really happy, if at all.
That changed 54 weeks ago when I met a special person. To me, she is the most special, beautiful, smart, woman I ever met. I now know for the first time how it feels to be loved and cared about with it being unconditional both ways. My days are happy and look forward to a future together. I am inspired to be an better man and feel like I really have a purpose for the first time in my life.
Maybe I survived to this point in my life because God had a purpose for me. I know I have turned her life around as well and we both feel blessed. I didn’t have hope and was miserable. Maybe if I believed tomorrow would have been better, I would have enjoyed a better life.
Never, ever give up because then you’ll never have a chance for life to improve. If you are having a rough time right now please have faith that your life will improve. It may not be tomorrow, next week, or in a month but it will happen. Fifty five weeks ago I would have thought this advice is full of shit but I kept pushing forward. I now have hope and know tomorrow will be better. H.O.P.E. (hold on pain ends).
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