People kept telling me that I have a promising future and I believe what they are saying. But the way things are going it just does not seem like it. But I thought that I was not going to get better when I was in the hospital, but I did. I thought that I wasn't ever going to get finished with therapy, but I did. And my future looks better and better everyday. Everying people were telling me seamed like it was coming true. I guess thats why I work so hard, because I don't want to stay at the same level I'm at now. I learned the hard way. That your family will be there with you when you need them the most, and that your so called friends won't. Some will but most won't.
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