When's the last time you got so excited for something you were physically jumping up and down like a little kid because you just couldn't contain it?
When's the last time you got so angry you had to scream into a pillow then chuck it across the room, you cried hot tears, you shook and you were dangerous?
When's the last time you made a wish: on an eyelash, on a shooting star, on a birthday candle, on an 11:11 perfect minute, hoping for something selfish or selfless, knowing it's stupid but still giving it a shot?
When's the last time you felt like giving up, like you couldn't do anything right, like you didn't care about anything, when you wanted to drown in water instead of stress, when you had so much to do you didn't do anything?
When's the last time you felt so much adrenaline you started to shake, and you wanted to cry and laugh and scream at the same time, you were coated in a thick layer of sweat, and you didn't care about anything except for being right there in that moment?
When's the last time you felt so depressed you couldn't breathe because you were sobbing too hard, you wanted to hurt yourself because you're not good enough, you're never good enough, no one likes you and no one cares, what's the point, we're all going to die anyway so why not go now?

None of these feelings last. None of them do. Your life is a constant rollercoaster of good days and bad days, highs and lows, happy and sad. You're not stuck like this forever, I can promise you that. But that's what makes memories worthwhile and special. Be grateful for that.