Battle Scars

Author's Note - please read!

Okay guys, I have to get these words out... There's just so much to say that I'm not sure how to say it.

First of all, I really hope that not one of you think that this story is just a fan fiction. To be honest, even though I absolutly love The Fosters, I only made this story a Brallie fanfic because I knew that fan fictions get a lot of reads and this story has a message that needs to be read. This story is my story, I based it off of not only ABC Family's TV show, but off of life as well. As depressing as it is, this story isn't just a story. It's not made up, it's real. There's a lot of people out there that ignore it, but depression, cancer, rape, death, suicide, self harm, anorexia, bullimia, anxciety, bullying, etc., it's all real. It really happens, and it's all more common than you might think.

Two of my closest friends currently self harm and are suicidal. Fact about this story: a lot of it that I write, I experienced, not only with myself, but with my best friends and family members.

Fact about life: it's not easy, sorry but it's not. When we were little kids, about to walk into kindergarden for the first time, our parents said "Be yourself and people will love you." I don't know about you guys, but for me that only worked for the first half of elementry school. Now, I hate to be myself in school because it's not what society wants. I got nervous when my grandma asked what music I listen to because I didn't want to tell her I like screamo bands. I hate when family members ask what I want for my birthday and Christmas because I don't want to feel like I'm being judged when I tell them I want band merch. I hate when people ask what my favorite color is because they'll judge if I tell them that truthfully, I like black and a really dark purple. I didn't want my own mom reading this story - or anything I write - because it's sad and depressing and I'm trying to convinse her I'm doing better. But it's not just me who feels this way. I know so many people who go through as much pressure I do.

Tip: NEVER say that someone cuts only for attention! I shouldn't even have to explain why. What should be explained though, is why anyone would accuse someone of harming themself as a way of begging for attention. Really, why would anyone do that? It only makes depression worse!

Tip: don't judge someone simply because they listen to "emo" music! If you would judge because of that, then you don't understand what they're going through enough to make any judgement. Personally, "emo" music/bands have helped me more than anything else in this world and I hate when people judge me because of it.

Fact: WORDS HURT!! Never say or think they don't! Words leave a more painful scar than any razor does.

Fact: I care. I care so much, you have no idea. Never think that you're alone. I'm here and I promise you that you're not alone. To those of you with suicidal thoughts, who self harm, who purdge, who don't eat, who cry every night and day, etc., you're never alone, and stay strong, loves! Because "Darling you'll be okay" (Pierce The Veil)

Fact: I'm sorry if this note is sad, but it's real and true. I like real and true things. For example, I like The Perks of Being a Wallflower, not just because Logan Lerman is attractive (which he is, but...) But because it's real. It has a message. Don't get me wrong, fantasy stories are good too, they just aren't reality.

Fact: I'm not always such a downer. Sorry this is kind of depressing, but honestly, it's all true.

Fact: life does have great moments. There's that time when you meet a person who turns out to be your best friend for the rest of your life. There's that day when you walk across a stage and get your deploma. And the day you say "I do" and mean it. It's not all upsetting. But there will always be disapointments, you just have to learn that it could be worse.

Fact: you're important. Let me point sonething out to you: you might think a second isn't that big of a deal right? Well without that second, that minute couldn't be completed. That minute could be that minute that completes an hour. That hour has to exist to complete that day, and that day has to happen for that week to pass. That one week is needed in that one month that completes a year. And so on. Overall, that one short second is needed. Seconds are usually overlooked, just like people. We celebrate the begining of a new year like we notice celeberties. Sadly though, we don't usually notice the seconds that make that year possible, or the people who inspired the celeberties. My point is, is that you have an inpact on this world. Don't forget it.

Fact: I love you! Even when it seems like the world is against you, I love you. Even if I don't know you, guess what, I do love you. That's a fact.

Fact: I would LOVE it if you would leave a  comment! I appreciate you guys reading this, I know it's long, but thanks SO MUCH if you've read this far! I love you guys forever and always!