I Honestly Didn't Think miracles Could Ever Come from My Broken Pieces, and I Was Disabled In Fear that My Dreams Would Always remain As Dreams. Don't Give Up On You. Don't Give Up On God. Don't Give Up On Love.
“There Is No Royal Road To Anything. One Thing At A Time, All Things In Succession. That Which Grows Fast, Withers As Rapidly. That Which Grows Slowly, Endures.” – Josiah Gilbert Holland :rose::rose::slight_smile::slight_smile::rose::rose:
When I Was 8 Years Old, I Became Depressed. I Kept Asking Why I Was Born This Way [without Arms And Legs]. I Also Worried About My Future. At The Age Of 10, I Tried To Commit Suicide Because I Felt Like Giving Up. But When I Imagined My Loving Parents Crying At My Grave, I Decided To Stay.