Failure, Failure, Failure

You wanna laugh at me? Go ahead. You wanna tear me down? Go ahead. I’ve felt the bottom floor. I’ve been to that place where it feels like it can’t get much worse. It feels like there’s literally nowhere else to go, trapped behind a seeming good life and a smile. I’ve failed, and I’ve failed, and I’ve failed.

And I’ve learned. And I’ve changed. I’ve ‘reconstructed.’

So say what you want. I’ll be back again tomorrow regardless. And the day after that. And the day after that. Because I found a reason to live again. And I found something to say that I think will help some people who felt the same way I did. Those are the people I’m thinking about, and they need a little hope.