There comes a point where you realize you no longer know who you are. In a very literal sense, you’ve lost yourself. You miss the you that loved. That laid back, grace filled, genuinely happy person. That person that was made happy by the small things like the sound of a child’s laughter, the voice of The Father and the love of family. Life happens and we seem to get ripped to shreds. We feel like our hearts have been ripped out and replaced with absolutely nothing—emptiness. Sure, the world is still moving on, the noise of everything is louder than ever, but still…it’s completely silent within you. Not that good silent. It’s nothing close to peace. It’s loneliness. Pure pain-filled emptiness. It comes to a point where you don’t even like yourself. The thought of trying to find you again is terrifying because what if you can’t? What if you’re lost forever? It’s intimidating. But its something you have to do. With the help of the Creator, you HAVE to start somewhere. Even if it means letting down your pride and asking for help. Tomorrow is not only new, but it’s brighter. It may be hard work and it may hurt, but it always hurts to grow. The end result is beautiful, though. There is always hope, there is always light in your darkness. You weren’t created to live in misery. Chains werent meant for you. Freedom was meant for you. Love was meant for you.