I hate my life; I do have people and things I love too much to let go.
I hate my body; I have learned many ways in which I love myself and will continue to find more and improve myself for the better.
I feel unheard; I will make my actions speak louder than the roar of a thousand lions.
I feel worthless; I am worth so much more to my family, to my children, alive than dead.
I feel ashamed of my past and my dark thoughts; no one is perfect and my story has made a huge turnaround from then till now and it can become better still.
Life is pushing me down; I will push back harder.
I Could have ended my story; I chose to keep writing.