I don't know why, but I have a history of people laughing at me when I'm hurt, which might be a reason for some of my problems. One time a few years ago, there was this thing that happened and my friends called it "the Ana flip".
What happened was that I was with some of my friends at my shore house, and I tripped on the stairs and fell backwards over my sister's bike, scraping my knee on the bike wire and landing face first onto the concrete ground. And they just stood there, and laughed. My sister too. And my mom, rushed out, asking if I was okay, and I said, "No."
and they laughed harder. She asked what hurt, and I said, "My head."
And they kept laughing. My, head really hurt at that point, but I got up holding back tears, and walked inside with my mom, and since one of my hands was scraped up, we put it in some water to wash away the blood. And I didn't ever tell anyone about my head hurting. I'm pretty sure this is why I'm insecure about telling people that I'm hurt or injured, or just sad or angry. They still laugh at it and bring it up today, and I always just say nothing.
"I don't know why I'm crying, okay?"
"It's just some weird thing, I'm not sad."
"It's not anything."
"No, that was just sneezing, I'm allowed to get a tissue, aren't I?"
"I'm fine."
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But thank you guys. The Wattpadians have helped me through a lot of my self-doubt, and other things I've been going through. I'm not through it yet, but you guys have really helped, and I wanted to say thank you. I love you all, and thank you for being there.
Thank you to everyone, the people who are just randomly reading this, the people who like my books, or my art, and the people I have the privilege to call my friends. I love you all.
:)
(Wow that art took me like 3 hours, sorry for not posting anything yesterday)
