I've finally accepted who I am. I know I can't change it. And for the first time in my entire life, I wouldn't have it any other way. Pining over a guy that will never like me back sucks, yes. But to be honest, if I had the power to, I wouldn't change anything. Not a single thing (except maybe get rid of my brother)(that's a lie no matter how much I hate him he is great at doing my chores). I've accepted the way I look, and while I'm not perfect, no one is. I've accepted my personality. I've accepted my beliefs and I'm not ashamed of them even though they go against everyone in my family. Because they aren't me. I have people who care about me (tbh just D) and that's all I need. Anything that comes after will help me grow. I have okay grades. I'm taking college courses in 10th grade. Things are looking up. I'm also 4 months clean. I went on a two week trip to the Grand Canyon and for the first trip I've ever been on, I did not feel the need to bring a blade. Hell, I don't have any at home either. My anxiety seems to be getting better. Which is all I could ask for. I can talk to people and smile at them as I walk past without wanting to cry. I still stutter sometimes but that's who I am and when that changes, fine. But I'm happy with everything at this point. And that's all that matters.
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RandomJust a collection of letters about times in my life I wished happened. Most are made up but some aspects are parts of my life. Some may be triggering, stay safe.
