My Story

Illinois

During the summer, I was told I was going on a road trip to Illinois, and I had no choice in it... EXCEPT I DID.. I was pretty much lied to, and I found this out while we were in the state for a while. The road trip was hard on me.. I didn't sleep for but 20 minutes total if you're counting the first day.. I had a lot of weird troubles during the summer, and the night before I went, I wrote my sisters a letter, and slid it under their door, as social interaction was almost like a death sentence to me then.. They responded through text while I was on my way, and they accepted me for whoever I was gonna be.. I'm still family after all, even if not by blood. Turns out they were as lonely and bored as I was, because we would text day in and out, nonstop, and I thank them. If I had never written that note, or brought up those problems with them, I might've already commit suicide a long time ago.. The time I spent in Illinois was.. bad.. I was homesick and missed my sisters, but when we got back, expecting a warm welcome, I didn't get anything, and that's fine.. It would've been awkward for me and them.. I still thank them for what they've done to this day, and I try to help them whenever I can..