Everyone has to reach a decision about his life. Many of you will think (just like I did) the decision to kill yourself or to live. But can you really decide that?!…
I would believe someone, when he tells me that he is desperate because he’s in a difficult/bad situation. I would believe also when someone tells me he had a terrible childhood and that it even now bothers this person. Many of those people would like to be dead but it is (how I often think) not for them to decide. All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you. Sometimes I have the feeling I couldn’t, even if I wanted to (and there was a time I wanted), influence the length of my life. So all i can influence is the width of my life.
For me life is a test which I have to pass/which I want to pass. Life is often hard but there are also times when you’ll be rewarded with good/lucky moments. I face the bad times with comicality, sarcasm or only with tears. And I simply enjoy the good times.
Now I am asking you. Why do many of you hate their life. Is it really that bad??? When you close your eyes and pretend to live a life that is worthless than do it but stop moaning. Life is certainly not worthless and if you would only open your eyes you would see that there are always persons who cares about you. I just don’t understand why you make life by your own to an agony. I said it here before and I will say it again. What for did I get this life?! Surely not only to suffer but to make the best out of it.
Conclusive i just wanted to say: don’t think my life is perfect, don’t think my parents are perfect and don’t think i have had only one bruise/wound physically like mentally because of them. It is for sure not like that.