She wondered, as she continued to stand in the middle of the room, if her life was ever going to be easy, normal, or carefree. She also wondered if she would ever have a day where there wasn't something on her shoulders, weighing her down and making every little thing difficult. Probably not. That was a depressing thought. Squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, she had to remind herself not to think that way. Doing so would only take her down the dark path that she needed to avoid if she ever wanted to have even a remotely normal life. She needed light in her life, a light that gave her a purpose to live.