Short thought.

..and just when I fell in love with everything, with my surrounding and myself, something broke.. It crashed. And then came the darkness and loneliness. It lasted, it was hard, it was crazy. All the bad memories that happened started coming back, all the stuff I was going through seemed inevitable. But then you get up, you see light in some small, usually, meaningless things and you keep following it until you finally find yourself again. It becomes easier. It becomes clearer. It was a fight and you have won it. It brought you something new, something new to your own core of being that is amazingly beautiful and above all new. Something to be joyful for. New peace, new strength and happiness. Pure happiness. And at the end you feel grateful for all the stuff you have been through, the good and especially the bad. Funny thing, isn’t it..?