Possibilities// A poem

When we hear of people losing their lives to mental health illnesses, we always talk about the possibilities that could have been had they taken a different route. Had they had the proper support, proper treatment, etc etc. The possibilities are endless — the good and bad always exist in abundance. However, the possibility of feeling lost and confused in a world that is the very cause of this state of mind is nothing new. No one has ever found direction or purpose in life without the struggle — yet there is no struggle worth stealing your very existence. For this reason, the possibility of losing yourself entirely should always remain impossible. It is possible and many times guaranteed for life to get better if you vow to exist, in peace and with joy. It is not impossible, I promise.
