His Soldiers. in Just a diary of Hart

Life is surely cruel. People go through pain everyday and nevertheless still living the hell out of it. I don’t mind it, but I’m getting tired of crying. Crying myself out until I cut myself or almost kill myself for instance. Yes, this is dark, but how I managed?

I don’t know.

I tried and tried and tried, patiently waiting for God to give me more hope and happiness.

I realised something today:
The pain God gave me are something to make me stronger for the future.
There are still some huge obstacles ahead, no matter how suffered we are.
We are His creations, His soldiers.

And I realised, I’m not that weak after all the tears I’ve fallen.