The joy of possibilities

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 I'm beginning to feel and realize that the greatest loss in one's life, is the loss of possibilities. It makes me wonder what would have happened if those who had un-alive'd themselves had realized that they had more than one possibility to choose from would they still be here today?. 

I know that there are circumstances that one can experience that will make someone feel as though there is no other way. One will begin to feel and believe that things will never change. However to whoever is reading this, I just want to give a short encouragement. Things can be different. If you choose to live out each day you will find yourself overcoming obstacles that you never saw coming if you believe in your ability to make it through. 

Part of living this life is having to choose what you will believe about you and the life you are living. If you believe that your life sucks, it will. It will show up in how you think and how you feel. However if you choose to believe that you can withstand the daily emotional and mental jabs that come to seek your demise you will find victory in not giving up. You will find new growth and new strength and new possibilities. 

You were mad precious and valuable. Don't believe the lie that things will never change. Don't believe the lie that you've ran out of possibilities. These possibilities are ever new. Welcome to a new era my friend. 

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