Sometimes it’s hard to let go of the past. For me the time of the past breathes anxieties and feelings for remorse due to the helplessness I felt growing up and being apart of the family I came from. I think of all the things I miss and who I miss the most. I feel that if I could rewrite the stars, I would bring the people back that got removed so intensely and quickly. It truly felt as if this was a series of obstacles to make me stronger. As much as I feel like a failure sometimes, I believe I made the best decisions in the moment for what I knew. That’s the strength I take from these moment that have now gone by.














