Earlier this year, I was in a dark place and contemplating life choices, experiencing regret, you name it; I had a lot going on, and to be honest, as I write this, I still find myself fighting the urge to return to my dark place and let the chips fall where they may. But one day, I was journaling after therapy and randomly wrote, "Every dent has its own charm, but I’m not made out of glass..." "I’m not made out of glass..." I kept repeating it over and over again. As I kept saying it, the better I felt. Through the tears, "I’m not made out of glass..." I kept repeating it until I believed it. To anyone who feels that life is getting too heavy or something seems too hard to bear, remember you aren't made of glass and won't break, even if it feels like you might.