And it was only when I was suicidal that I discovered the beauty in life again. Whenever I looked at things, I wondered if this was the last time. And I realized that I would be sad if I never saw it again. So I took in all the beauty. I began to see the extraordinary in things again and I began to cherish it. I found my light in the darkest hours. Sure, it's not always easy but now the light never vanishes. And leaving becomes even harder.
It's a small line between drawing strength from your weakest moments and going insane. ~ excerpt from a book I'll never write