I’m just like the butterfly, struggling to survive. My struggles bring me down sometimes, but I have to do them on my own, grow as a person by myself so I can spread my wings and fly one day. Be free. I have family and friends that want to help with my struggles, Make it easier for me, but they can’t do it for me, be supportive yes. But I have to the work, keep my eyes on the prize, of happiness and love.