A High Price

“Never give in.
Never let up.
Because living is worth it.”

Though I didn’t know it at the time, when I was a child, I paid a high price to survive. I didn’t even realize that was what I was doing, but there I was, barely old enough to establish long term memories, and I was fighting for my life. I spent years like that. Clawing my way through my days like I could make it to the next peak and I’d find the end of the mountainsides — that I’d find the day when I wouldn’t have to keep fighting. This is what it means to be a survivor. To never give in. To never let up. Because living is worth it.

© Sarah Doughty

So don’t ever stop fighting.

This was written for day twenty-six
of November Notes.
The Price
by Twisted Sister