For the rest of my life, I will always wonder why things are so unfair. I will always want to know what I did to deserve what happened to me. I will always wake up thinking everything is okay, later on realizing that it isn't, and that it most likely never will be. I will cry about it, I will be bitter, and I will be angry. I will always have problems trusting people. I'll never think that anything will last. Happiness, joy, friendships, and relationships...all of them just seem doomed. But I still try to try. For the rest of my life, I will try.