The climb

Have you ever felt like you're stuck between what's left behind and what's in front of you? You're in the middle of something: of a process, of a healing, of a forgiveness. It feels like climbing a mountain.

But then all of a sudden you feel how your knees are getting weak, how your arms are getting tired. You look down and you don't wanna fall, but if you look up it seems impossible to manage.

If you ever felt the pain of being in this position, I can feel you. We look down, at all the pain we've been through, we look at how many people did us wrong, at how many people we did wrong, the moments where we cried ‘till there was no tear left.

to fall. We look down and our knees start to shake and in this moments of weakness our mind is tries to tell us we can't make it to the top. But what's worse? falling down to the exact same place

you've been before? The place where all your dreams die again? Back to all the hurt? Back to letting people control your life? Back to sleepless nights? Falling or rising? Look up! No matter how impossible it seems. No matter how hard I have to push through. No matter which thoughts I have to kick away. No matter the opinions I have to kick away. I see the goal. And step by step, even if every step hurts. Step by step, even if it's slow. Step by step I'll get there. Cause the best view comes after the hardest C L I M B.