Saving Nicole

Hey, You

Hey you.
Yeah, you.
That's right.
The one reading this right now, the one behind the screen.

You are going through something challenging right now, aren't you? Something that is making you want to fall down and cry, weep until morning. Something that makes you wonder what's even worth this precious thing we call life?

You wonder constantly what you did to deserve this pain, this stress, this heartache.
As soon as I started talking about that, you thought of something, huh?
Don't deny it.
We all go through challenges, but that's not what you need to hear.

Right now, the girl behind the screen is wondering why on earth those people bully her. Why do they call her names? Why do they hit her? Why do they pick on her constantly? Why her? Why does she deserve that? She is just an innocent girl, wanting to live her life peacefully, without the scars of constant pain delivered by her attackers. Words hurt. So do fists. Words are fists delivered to her face. This girl, the one reading my words right now, does not deserve this. She is beautiful. She is perfect. She doesn't deserve the constant threat, the fear of those people. God bless you.

Right now, the boy behind the screen just realized he has an essay due tomorrow. Oh, no. I know what you're thinking. It's not because he saved it till the last minute. It's because he has been working his butt off. He has been trying so hard to be the perfect, straight-A student and athlete everyone believes him to be. He asks for help. He does his work. He tries so hard. But the stress gets to him. It gets to you. That boy, the one thinking that I'm insane right now, is amazing. He is trying to be what everyone expects him to be. And that's the fault in our society, huh? If you are yourself, you get judged. That's the cold, hard truth. But that's okay. Listen, boy, whoever you are and wherever you are, keep it up. You'll go far somewhere. You will succeed.
God bless you.

Right now, that girl behind the screen, wondering why I'm going on about this(so curious and so smart), about her problems, she's having trouble. At home. Losing someone is hard. But as soon as you lose them, you have to realize that they were never yours. You gain better people, people who love you. And, oh. They may get mad at you, they may yell, but they care. And that's better than nothing. You are brave. You are strong. You don't believe in yourself anymore. You lost that ability long ago and the hope that came with it. But I am so proud of you. You are resilient. You are gorgeous. You are you. It's okay that you have those memories branded into your skin. It's okay. You are perfect.
God bless you.

One thing I learned, long ago, is that everything always ends good. If it doesn't end good, then it hasn't ended yet. There is a reason why God put you through that. He put you through that because he believed in you. Life is full of challenges, something we all know. But everything is worth it.

The real question:
Is life worth it?
Yes.
Yes, it is.