Dear Diary,
When certain things trigger me, my head begins to fill with negative thoughts. Everytime it seems like I've gotten over that one bad habit, I fall right back into it.
I think my life is similar to climbing a mountain. Every time I'm almost at the top, I'll fall right back down. Every single time. I've never gotten to the top of that mountain, I don't even know what's at the top of it or what is hidden behind it...
Behind that mountain could be a beautiful forest with streams and trees that are fruitful... but it could also be a mountain range that never seems to end. And sometimes, I just wanna quit climbing or head back towards the direction I came... but all I see is a drought, and that peircing hot sun.
Sometimes I wonder, should I keep climbing and eventually taste those delicious fruits and drink that refreshing water, even though it takes me years climbing hundreds of mountains...or should I just stay in that drought with nothing and eventually become nothing...
If only there was another way you can get pass that one mountain that seems impossible...
And who knows, it might be the easiest mountain in that mountain range.