Roman Reigns Imagines

Worth the fight

How did other people stand it? Were they like me? Was I just too weak? Always the same thoughts. What if I just end it. All it took were those pills in my hand. It would end the pain in more ways than one. Did I have the courage to give up everything I cared about in life? My love, my family and friends? All because of comments in the social media from people I didn't even know and who didn't know me?

It was weird, I was never depressed. I didn't know those feelings. I was never bullied, not even in school. Of course I knew that these people wrote such things just to feel better about themselves. But that didn't help me in the least, on the contrary. It only made it worse that people thought it would help them to verbally abuse other people. So much hate. And they didn't even understand that they were part of the problem. No, it was always the others. An eye for an eye. "I was hated, so I get to take it out on people I don't even know personally."

Was that fair? No, of course not, but what in this fucking world was fair?

I was abruptly pulled from my thoughts when the front door fell loudly into the lock. Shortly afterwards, I heard Roman calling me.

"Hey baby, where are you?" he asked.

"I'm in the bathroom, I'll be right there!" I answered while putting the bottle of pills back into the medicine cabinet. I took a deep breath and tried to chase away my dark thoughts.

As I left the bathroom, I saw Roman just come into the bedroom. He had a big smile on his face. And the positivity he radiated surrounded me as he hugged me and pressed a kiss to my head. At that moment I realized that as long as he was by my side, the negative thoughts had no chance. They would not disappear completely, but I will not give up fighting. This was my life and I wouldn't let strangers on the internet take it away from me.

Would it be easy? No. But it was definitely worth the fight. For myself, for my love, for my family and everyone I cared about.