One moment, you're basking out in the sun and the next, you'll be shattered on the rocks.

There comes a time when every life goes off course.
In this desperate moment, you must choose your direction.
Will you fight to stay on the path? Will others tell you who you are?
Or will you label yourself? Will you be haunted by your choice?
Or will you embrace your new path?
Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.

What’s worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should have healed years ago and never did?
Maybe our old wounds teach us something.
They remind us where we’ve been and what we’ve overcome.
They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future.
That’s what we like to think. But that’s not the way it is, is it?
Some things we just have to learn over and over and over again.

As we grow,
it becomes difficult to just believe,
it's not that we don't want to,
but too much has happened, and we just can't.