I've seen so much in my short life, 19 is not a long life yet, I've seen death, birth, places, arguments, fights and had a lot to cope with. My life is full of many problems, yet I try to be happy. With time every painful event that i have lived through has taught me as well as bring me down more. Inside only that is. I still walk around with a big smile and try to seem as if everything is perfect. I have been through heaven and hell and have to remain strong because I'm afraid of breaking down. Everyone has problems, but how does it seem as mine refuses to go away???? sometimes I wonder of the point to life and the only thing I could think of is that maybe it will get better, when in fact it never does. But, yet, here I am, still trying, still holding on and fighting back those tears. still trying to be happy, still hoping that there will be a way out. I'm afraid that I am slowly giving up. It is getting to hard to deal with.