In life you can always get worse. Even if you hit rock bottom, sometimes you just can't get up from there. You only can't without effort.
I didn't put any effort into my mental health once Josh left me. I hit rock bottom. I stayed there for countless days. Some days I just didn't want to go on. But I did, which meant something. Even breathing was a big accomplishment for me.
But I still survived. I still woke up. I still ate food, occasionally. I still survived.
I eventually went back to high school. My absences were excused by the school counselor and my mom. Things were back to "normal".
I guess the lesson go my life story is: the sun still rises and falls, no matter what happens.
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Time to say goodbye
FanfictionTyler Joseph, a boy in high school, feels like it's time to say goodbye.