20 Years Later

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Reading back on what I wrote has really changed me. I wrote this 20 years ago, when I had first started high school, I was 15. My older brother, Drew, had died that summer and everyone blamed me, except my parents, for his death. That was the reason everyone bullied me, they thought I was the reason he was hit while he was walking on the road. I went through so much in those few years,  I have definitely worked my life out now.

I've finally worked through everything that happened to me. I still have the scars, they'll never go away, but they left behind ways to help others cope with their lives. My ordeal helped me when I became a therapist for teenagers, who like me, would cut themselves or try to kill themselves.

Eve and I still talk, though not as much as before. She saved my life, basically, and I don't know how I could ever repay her. She definitely changed my life and I feel like it was fate for her to move to  Virginia when she did.

But I'll never forgot my first day in group therapy. I had just shared my story and my song, no one could believe what Eve and I sang. No one had ever experienced anything as bad as I had, and it was definitely a wake up call for most. They muttered their apologies for weeks and I got tired of it, but I kept going back. It helped me.

Remember when I mentioned that Adam had asked me on a date, well I went and it actually went really well. At first it was awkward, we didn't know what to talk about with each other, other than our scars, but we eventually found out that we had a lot in common. We dated for a few years, and we broke up a lot, but it just strengthened our relationship. When he asked me to marry him, he was so nervous, I said yes even when he messed up. I was so happy and everything was going to be amazing for us. I loved him and he loved me.

On our tenth anniversary, I found out I was pregnant. Seven months later, we welcomed our twin daughters, Eve and Summer. They were a month premature, but they pulled through any difficulties they had. They're 6 years old now and they have definitely made my life better. For the longest time, I wasn't sure I was going to be a good wife, let alone a good mother. But when they were born, something in me got flipped and now I believe I can be a good everything.

So my story, while it was full of definite hardships, it eventually reshaped into a beautiful life. Always remember that no matter how bad life gets, you'll always have someone to help you. It may take you a while to remember that, but nothing is worth ending your life over. It could turn out that the hardships made you a better person and would help you understand what life really is about.

This is the end of my story, now it's time for you to focus on yours. Love and try to better your life, someone could always have it worse. Help someone, be someone that can be counted on, but no matter what, never be someone that could make a person end their own life. They should be able to live their life, just like you can live yours.

Hope this helps.

Dawn Martin (6/10/2035)

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