I'm going to share something I wrote on June 6th, 2018. I've been in a dark place for a long time. Some days I struggle with the meaning of life and whether it's worth living. I count my blessing all the time but what a lot of people view as "oh he made it out the hood" (meaning poverty because I'd be lying if I said I grew up in the "hood") I see it as I haven't done anything yet. Because until I can make enough money to where my parents, mother especially, never has to worry about money again, I won’t feel like I’ve made anything. I apologize in advance if this triggers anyone going through these same feelings, but it's meant to inspire and to show that even though I'm young, I still can relate to the struggle, whatever that may be. Also, the overall meaning is God will see you through as long as you keep faith and work diligently to achieve what you are praying for.
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