love is a choice.
being bitter is choice.
giving up is a choice.
tonight i thought long and hard about these things, i wondered why after everything i’ve seen and experienced that i still chose to love people, why i refuse to become bitter and why i wont run, when sometimes it feels like it would be easier. it came down to the decision that i refuse to be what i’ve seen. that i will continue to love people, even when it feels better to become bitter and give up. i’ve made my choice, i will not follow the examples around me, but rather try and be the difference.
