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An open letter to those who are hurting, and to those who hurt me

I have been through a lot in my short life. I have been persecuted by my enemies, I have fallen down numerous times, and yet I still have managed to make it past these obstacles. My life has been nothing but a roller coaster of events, and I am still trying to hang on as best as I can. Last year, I was at my prime, and fullest potential in life. Suddenly, it seems as if everything has been going back downhill, and I cannot seem to get back up. 

To those who have persecuted me, put me down, and shamed me of who I am, you have left a scar so deep that I do not think it will ever heal. You made me believe that I was a failure, and that I am not going anywhere with my life. You have hurt me in ways that I do not think will ever get over, but I am still here, still powering through this journey called life, and I am still fighting. Yes, you may be joking most of the time, but jokes like this are not funny for long, They begin to eat away at a person so badly that they begin to think that the joke is real. The thing is, the jokes are not funny anymore.

I try to believe that everything is going to be okay, but the reality is that most of the time everything is not. God gives us these major obstacles that he knows we can handle, because he does not want to see us give up. Sometimes, you have to embrace whatever he throws at you, because you will come back much stronger than before. Yes, life may not be okay right now, but I promise you that things are going to turn around. These wounds take time to mend, and eventually they will heal. The scar may never disappear, but in many days, months, even years from now, you will look back and just remember how you were able to get through this low point in your life. 

So to those who think I am weak, to the critics who do not think I am going anywhere with my life, this is for you. You have pushed me to the ground many times, and far too long, but here I am rising back up. 

For whatever you are going through, I am here for you, always. 

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