My memories haunt me, I relive them every single day of my life in just about every thought I have. Some good, but mostly the bad ones. The ones that burn so hot inside my soul that it could only ever lead to two things: A life so driven, so focused, so on fire that nothing will ever stop me. Or the opposite - the fire engulfs me and the light is drained from my existence.

I’ve lived both of these narratives and for what it’s worth, they both hold value in my life. There is no light without darkness and vice-versa; there is no darkness without light.

Life is a cycle of ups and downs, highs and lows, positives and negatives, and everything else in between. All I can do is FIGHT to keep my head above water; FIGHT to stay alive; FIGHT to stay positive; FIGHT to keep the love in my heart; FIGHT to make them proud; FIGHT to lead a life worth living; FIGHT to make every chapter of my life something worth reading about.

All I can do is fight until there’s no fight left and right now, I’m on the attack - fighting every day with everything I’ve got.

Because when I stop fighting, I start dying.

And death isn’t ready for me yet.

Refuse To Sink.