I think the last two lines can sum up all the lines. So much negativity, not enough positivity. How does one live like this? I don’t know, I ask myself this all the time. And it is a struggle. It might not be fair that somebody has to live like this.

There is so much negativity, yes. Where does it all come from? Family? Friends? Strangers? Acquaintances? Yourself? All? Mine is all. There is one reason why I am still here though. I am here because sometimes I was able to discard of some of the negativity that I was putting into my own life. When I did so, it opened a small portal of hope.

Maybe it feels like you really aren’t putting anything negative into your own life. And what can I say, I don’t know any life besides my own.

You are right, sometimes we have too many wounds and not enough bandages. Sometimes things can heal without a bandage though, it’s called waiting. Waiting is the most painful thing to do sometimes. But should we think, “What happens after the wait?”

These are thoughts everybody will eventually develop an answer to on their own. Somebody may stand by your side for encouragement. Somebody may dedicate each motion to try and bring you down. Something/somebody is missing in your life. And we have to do that painful thing. Wait. Fight. And we’ll be brought down brick by brick. But if we can manage to keep living, we will be rebuilt. And when we are rebuilt, we are built with more strength. And that, LetItGo, is what we have to hang on to sometimes.