When you are at the bottom it all seems to suck, being stuck in all the crappy things left behind. Then you start to climb. You always seem to look behind as you get a little higher. You never forget what you once had or what you once went through it all seems to follow you. So you climb higher to see if you can forget what left you behind. But when you make it to the top and the view is great, you relize that no matter how high you got what was at the bottom followed you to the top. It helpped you to the top, pushed you to get away knowing that once you were there at the top, you would know that no matter where you go, the things that matter most are those that pushed you though the things you had at the bottom.
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