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You asked me why I was crying, I said I was reading a sad story. You asked me what story, I said it was 'The Story of My Life'. You asked if it was good, and I said that you would relate to it. You asked me how far I was up to, I said it was almost finished. (ombresunsets)

And yet, standing on the balcony, looking out into the glittering ocean, the Harbour Bridge, the little birds, lush grass, and tall trees, with the whole world spread out, I can't bring myself to jump. And I can't help thinking that maybe this is life. And maybe it's enough.

And maybe I don't have to be perfect. Maybe sometimes it's just enough to BE.


THE END


Author's Note: Hi guys, I really hope you liked it! From the start this book made me want to cry, and I know that it isn't the best but please remember that I managed to write this in a day and it hasn't been edited!!! But either way, if you got to the end, thank you so so much, you don't know how much this actually means to me!! :D

It's been a while since I first wrote this. I only published half, but it was all written in one day. I suppose some of these elements are true, some I relate to strongly. But things can get better. If you ever need someone to talk to, but, like me, you feel like you might be judged by people who know you, or just for whatever reason feel like you don't want to tell them about this stuff, I'll be here to listen. Sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger than someone you know. I just want you to remember something 'Killing yourself doesn't end the pain and suffering. It just moves it on to someone else.' I just want you to remember that. 

Thank you for bothering to read this, I only ever wrote it as almost a diary entry for myself, a way to express the pent up emotions that almost took away my life. Thank you!

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 21, 2016 ⏰

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