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Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:4
Why? That’s the only question I have for anything. Nothing makes sense to me. Set back after set back. I just get my hopes up all the time…there’s no point in even trying anymore. Am I not supposed to be happy in life? I constantly get told that something good is going to come out of this. But I just can’t seem to see past that. It’s hard hearing people complain about the silliest things, because those things would be the least of my worries. I just want a normal life. And by that, I mean worry about things that a teenager would normally worry about. Instead, my mind continuously spins in every direction about my health and how my life used to be before cancer and before I got sick. I’ve pushed myself long enough, however I don’t think I can do it anymore. It’s not physically tiring, but mentally exhausting. Just when I see light at the end of the tunnel, darkness covers it again. I thought this was it. I thought everything was going to get better from here on out, but I was wrong again. When you’re young everything is the end of the world but never did I think my life would change like this. I’m just overwhelmed and I wish this feeling would go away. I used to be a positive and upbeat girl, who always had a smile on her face. Take me back to happy times.
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