“In Everything I Find Roses In Concrete”


I was at a place reading the different items that hung on the wall.  There was one about a man who was suffering from exhaustion and depression.  He had an emotional breakdown, his illness took him to the streets, he was homeless, family and friends turned their back on him and blamed him for his breakdown and shunned him because now he was an embarrassment to his family. 
That man did find his way back on his own. He gave back to the people that needed it the most.  No judgements, no shame.  I remember reading;

“We are all use to a constant continuity in our lives, and then suddenly, we are forced to embrace chaos….while still trying to retain a bit of dignity.”

Made me cry…….

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