Tears Don't Mean You're Losing

I don't know a whole ton about life, since I'll only be turning 21 in July.

I do know enough to say with confidence, that life comes in waves. Times where everything seems to be falling apart, and times when everything starts to work out. Just like with waves we can feel as we start going up, or going down.

I call this the strength tester.

How strong are we? How do we become stronger people?

Life. We have to get good at life.

I know that sounds strange but it's true. Everything in this life tries to tear us down, belittle, and say that we can't do it. Depression, war, hatred, desolation lay waste to many good things. Most people stop believing in the good, because we are surrounded by bad.

Our lives work in waves. Each thing we are dealing with will pass. I can look back at my life and remember places where I was ready to give up and let 'life' win, but each thing passed. My heart recovered and life kept going. I became stronger, better, and smarter. Somehow, and eventually everything will become a lesson, if you let it. Use struggles to be stepping stones, not become the stumbling blocks that stop us.

You are stronger than you know, and tougher than you believe. Remember as you struggle that everything falls apart at once, because soon enough the wave ends, and you get a chance to put the pieces back together. So when you feel yourself going up the wave, or maybe at the peak of all the pain, just keep in mind that it will pass.

This is what gets me through each day.

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