At times, things almost feel as if they are standing still. You are moving forward so slowly that you think you aren't going anywhere but backwards. It's a feeling of constant failure at what you do. You can't get anything done. But once again in my life, hope is all that I have. There is always that instant spark of hope that I will feel successful and get through these slow, challenging times. Even when others don't think it'll get better, I do think it will. Whether it does or does not is not entirely up to me, but partially up to me and my attitude. Not only my attitude, but my awareness of the good things from day to day. No matter how little these good things are. I can, I will keep moving forward. I am struggling, I am stressed, I am emotionally, physically and mentally drained, yet there is no way but forward. I will not stop.