Friday, I’ll walk into a conference of high school kids and say two words;
It’s hard being 16, but don’t stop.
It’s hard being different, but don’t stop.
It’s hard being alone, but don’t stop.
It’s hard being sad, but don’t stop.
Don’t stop hoping for things to get better. It’s hard to believe that tomorrow will be better when yesterday’s tomorrow wasn’t better, but it will be all right. I promise.
It might take one day, it might take one month, or it might take one decade, but things will be better if you don’t stop hoping and believing and wanting it.
Don’t stop being kind.
Some people are very cruel, and some days it seem we fall over each and every one of them, but just keep walking. The happiness you need is there, right around the corner, waiting for you to find it. And, you will. I promise if you keep kindness and respect and sympathy as your guiding force.
Don’t stop working hard, and work harder on the days you don’t want to work at all.
Don’t stop smiling.
I cry, on average, once a day. Okay, I lied; twice a day. . . because life is hard. But there is always someone you meet whose day has been harder than yours. If you believe that, if you believe that hardship is not unique to you, you can survive anything. It’s only when self pity consumes our smile that we are lost. So, sure, cry, then get up off the floor and wash your face and walk out into the sunshine. The world needs your smile. You need your smile.
Don’t stop letting people in even though you know their leaving will hurt.
Don’t stop loving even though you may not get love back in return.
Don’t stop living when it seems dying would just be so much easier. It isn’t easier; just deader.
Don’t stop wishing on a falling star.
Don’t stop seeing your tiny successes hidden in the middle of your biggest failures.
Don’t stop believing in yourself.
Don’t stop believing in others, either.
Remember, goodness will always win … in time … with faith … if you don’t stop.