A Beautiful Lie

I look out the window into my backyard that is covered with a perfect layer of snow. The snow is untouched and gives a level of peace. I sit here in my small room happy at peace with myself; knowing I have no struggles or troubles. I do not have to go to sleep, being kept up at night with all my worries and troubles.

Life is perfect and great. My struggles have been long since over. I look around my room, the place I consider home, and see myself. See the person I am. Not just the person I show others, but my true self as well. The true balance I have in life. The internal peace that keeps me well and happy.

I am capable of anything and I am not struggling in life. I am happy where I am and I slowly grow in all the best ways. I have the best people around me and my relationship with my girlfriend is wonderful and perfect. It is what everyone wants in a relationship. I could not be happier with my life and who I am. My future holds all the success of the world.

I wish this was all true, but the only truth in that is the perfectly laid snow in the backyard. The snow looks lovely and at the moment it brings me peace and happiness. Life is no easy task and puts me through hell, but I can wish and hope for it to be bigger. I can get kicked down, and kicked while I am down time and time again, but as long as I get up and keep moving forwards I have something. Once I stop moving forwards I lose what I have left of myself and lose it all. One must keep moving forwards even if it is one small step at a time. Once you stop, you have given into the other side--you have quit and lost. Do not do that. Keep moving forward.