You see the summit in the distance.
And you wish so badly to reach it. Yet the climb seems impossible. Your mind tells you that your life is a destination not a journey. You try to fight it. to fight this mind. You know it can be a joyous journey if only you work to believe that. You are shackled to the dark thoughts your brain carries. You want to break free so badly but it seems tiring and effortless and you don't seem to know how. You see the faces of people you once loved, and it makes you sad. Every single person and thing makes you so sad - even the people you know could once make you laugh. But your brain, and your strength, and the summit of this mountain of your interesting life - they seem so far. Its not about a destination you scream and cry. Journey. And a full heart. not a dark thought but A sunny day. It can be achieved. You've seen it. You've felt the warmth of ones arms. The smile of a small child. A good dream flowed through your head once. Not the destination but the journey. My journey to happiness. The mountains are so beautiful all around you. and to be surrounded by this explainable beauty -will make this journey worthwhile.
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