Somewhere I belong

This few days has been knocking me down to my knees. Which is the perfect position to pray and ask God up there so help me. Help me heal, forgive, and move on. Right when I thought everything is finally falling into place, everything falls apart. It has always been like this in my life. Sometimes I get so scared when I get too happy because I know later It will hurt me so much. I would end up crying. I am weak and sensitive like that.   Why? I think it's because I feel for people so much. I care too much that when something happen, it really hurts me. I know all of this is just a trial that I must overcome. God is with me even if nobody is. I know I am not alone. Even when physically I am. All I could think of is how I should be thankful each day. Some people got it worse. I should not complain. I should be grateful and humble. The inner part of me keeps reminding me that. everything is going to be ok. Right when I am ready to let go, I find a thousand reasons to keep fighting and holding on. I promise myself, when I was a kid that I won't let hard time make me bitter or dull. I will continue to bloom and enjoy life. Because I know at the end of the day, I will shine. I will be happy. And I will never give up on that hope. Even if it kills me. I know there is good in everybody. I know there is.