just a reminder. we WILL be the hopeful. regardless of the dark nights, locked bathroom doors, the hidden tears, and relapses, weak moments, hopeless moments. with these come the bright, burning sunrises, the warm arms on the other side of that door. the soft shaking hands wiping your tears, begging softly with you for better days. the relapses lead to the recovers, the anniversaries of days clean tumbling into years clean. those weak, hopeless moments will be overwhelmed by the strength you are capable of. that hopelessness will be obliterated by the fierceness in which we hope. we just need to hold tight to that hope. and spread it through to others struggling. isolation breeds the negativity. we have no need for isolation. we must reach out to each other. if we share our hope, regardless of how small it may be, it is still there.
love you guys!