I am thankful for the breath in my lungs.

The fact that I am alive.

I have lived 17 years and still have many left. 

I am thankful that I am still living...that the suicide attempts were failures. 

I  am thankful I am STILL here.

That I am needed here. By people. For people. For a purpose yet not found.

But a purpose waiting to be revealed.

I am alive. 

And I am thankful for life.


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