Some days I ask God why I survived my car accident 3 years ago.
I beg to know why I survived and ask how can I cope with the pain. I ask why I didn’t die, to end the emotional exhaustion I’ve lived with my whole life without needing to suicide.
Some days I know why. I’ve got a purpose, I’ve got a lot to give this world.
Other days I just can’t imagine what use I can be to anyone or anything.
Today is one of those other days.