I have been put through the darkest of places, and I still linger there from time to time. If it had not been for my Youth Pastor, John Yates, then I would have stayed in the dreadful dark without anyone to help me out. I turned to God and it seems my life has gotten harder and easier. I am losing my mother. She is very ill, so this stress leaves me in tears and drained out. I don't go to church to just "hang out" with friends, I go to church because I feel safe there. It's the only place that I feel that I can't be hurt again, that my heart can't be broken, and that I don't lose what little I have left of myself. I'm a victim to this life, and all of its broken frames, but I guess that's what makes me stronger.