I can't go back that's the wrong way, but the truth is I can't stay, this mess left too many stains

"I'm outnumbered but driven, so it's time I keep on living, it must be worth something..."

It's disappointing when you think you have finally reached the place you've been trying to get to, just to realise that you still have further to go. I think I have been trying too hard to convince myself that I'm there - that's it's all over and I'm better, but the truth is I'm still struggling and I will be for a long time... Because miracles don't happen. The longer this goes on for, the less faith I have that I will ever be better, but the most important thing is that I'm happy with my life anyway, and that I am remaining optimistic and strong. I have to, because without optimism there is no way I would survive.