When does it end?

                When does it end? All of us go through difficult times; all of us have times when we feel like nothing is worth the effort. We feel like we should give up. But we are told that it will end. This feeling will go away. This thing, which we are going through right now it will end. There will be brighter days. Days, when everything will be just perfect. But does it ever end? Do we ever get over the fact that once we wished we were dead or that once someone we loved so much left us when we needed them the most? Maybe brighter days come, maybe everything is perfect once again except the fact that we still remember it all and even though it is the past now we relive it everyday.

                 How do we survive then? How do we get over the fact that the even when the wound is healed a scars will always be there to remind us of those dark days? How do we even muster up the courage to get out of bed everyday and face the day ahead?

                We don't forget that we once we were so desperate for the sadness to end that we were even ready to accept death as an escape. We don't hide our scars. We wake up everyday and look at our scars and remind ourselves that we were strong enough to endure the pain. The scar symbolizes a battle. A battle we fought and won. A battle, that is over now. We don't think of those who left us, we think of those who were there by our side. Those who loved us enough to stay. And even when the pain doesn't end we are grateful of the fact that now it doesn't hurt that much.