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My darkest Hours still haunt me but you know what I drive forward as much pain as it takes to look into a mirror and see the scars from a day I wish had never happened and so many lost lives I still drive forward! I live with it every single damn day. The images and faces asking for my help and I could do absolutely nothing? Did I not do enough or to much I don’t know and never will? again I drive on and you know why? You’ll laugh! The Sun and the Moon and Air that’s why! So what, life is a bitch you regroup find yourself and move on. So you bitch and moan oh no things won’t work out were all done! My God get a hold of yourself. Here’s the best salvation for you STOP comparing yourself to the other peoples problems! compare yourself to you! And take it for what it’s worth… But your worst enemy is the person in the mirror and if you can face you, you’ll be ok.

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