To someone on the outside, I'm seen as someone with an easy life. I usually get what I want whenever I want, and I have no great and tragic weight that drags me down like everyone else seems to, but the more people you get to know, the more you realize that those kind of guesses about a person are never true.
The people that look like they have the easiest lives look that way either because they are hiding their scars or because their scars and crucibles have made them stronger and the very thing that tortures has healed. With some people, you can tell with a glance and their crucible has either made them obviously stronger but scared, or they've given up and given in.
You would never guess it by looking at me but I've had a hard life. I've moved nine times all in about a 7 year stretch which anyone can tell you is never easy. When I was in 6th grade, every single one of my friends left me and ignored me for 2 months when I told them I was moving to Utah and then I came to "happy valley" which for me has proved to be undeniably true because it is hands down the best place I've ever lived. I've had friends change, girls break my heart in the worst way, and probably the most complicated dating life of anyone that hasn't gone against church teachings. I've had many worst days and quite a few best days, but I've learned from my worst days and remember the best and that is what makes me so happy even when I have a new worst day of my life. Through all of this though, the thing that has carried me most is the fact that I try to be the best person I can be, I never succeed but always get closer. WHAT CARRIES YOU?
Now this has all been too deep and serious to just leave there and I can't just leave it there so I'm adding this:
//funny picture for the end of my blog
