I've always believed that everything happens for a reason, and I have yet to believe something else. Nothing has changed that thought that has been discovered. We feel pain and suffering, and happiness and excitement. Without one or the other, we would not be able to feel. I thank those who have pulled me back up when I didn't think I could get back up again. But I also thank those who have not. Without that suffering I wouldn't have found the strength inside myself to get back up when everyone else needed me. You taught me to raise my game and get over your hatred.
Everything happens for a reason, the good and the bad, but in the end you learn. You learn from the past and you learn from your mistakes. You learn from feelings and you learn from actions. You learn from life and you learn from death.
You get back up when you have no hope, and you fall even when you feel that nothing can touch you.
And when you don't, someone like me will be around to carry you back to where you're supposed to be.
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