I describe today as worthy. I am worthy of finding love. Worthy of finding happiness. Today was honestly the brightest day, I had fun. I actually felt happy to be alive. Why couldn't every day be like this, I imagined happiness being different. I love myself, I love me so much. I've heard that my choice would be selfish, but I am finally putting myself first. I was called selfish because I'm hurting and I want to stop the pain, called selfish because I was finally putting my pain before others. I am not selfish, I care for people outside of my life because I don't want to care for myself yet. I guess it can never be about me, I could never want to do anything for myself because I will be called selfish. I think me saying that I want to die is me trying to keep up in a life that's too much for my young mind, I just want to feel alive I want to feel something. I don't want to think about what I am feeling at a current moment or why I am feeling it. It's sometimes too much for me and I look for escapes I'm ok with being called names, it won't get to me anymore, I'm ok with a lot of things now because I have walls to line up that will be unbreakable, I won't let them see me cry, I will hold it in. I'm ready to live the life I deserve but it's not going to happen yet.
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One Last Day
RomanceJoshua Casey has been bullied countless times, he plans to kill himself on his 18th birthday. Days before he can do it, he meets Remi. She's his breath of fresh air and loves just being in her presence. Can Remi save him from himself? ...
