Retrospectives: this fake plastic dream

If there's anything I've learned, its that life is a choice. Every day we make the choice to live. We choose to get out of bed in the morning or not. We choose to breathe. In the same way, we can choose how we live. To an extent, we choose to be happy. We choose to love. We choose to forgive. We can choose each of these things for our lives, or we can choose hurt, sadness and resentment. We can't change our circumstances, but we can choose how we react to them. Life is a choice. I've seen life begin and I've seen life end. And all of us are stuck somewhere in between. We all struggle with these choices. This is a story about how I chose.