There are days that I can laugh and joke with my friends. And then there are days that I want to hide away from the world. What gets me through my dark days are pieces of memories that I hold tight. Comments from friends. Reactions from family. Simple actions from loved ones. Every day I fight, and I choose to see life in a lighter form. Each day I push to not let life and stress tear me down. I have seen what my life looked like at the bottom. And I refuse to let my star shine burnout. Memories …
