When I went through what I went through, I thought that I was hopless and helpless. I thought that my life was permanently screwed up. I felt that nothing was going to get better, only worse.
But then I found out the truth. I found out that certain people have been and still are going through way worse stuff than I've been through. I saw how those people still knew the truth about themselves. And not just some lies they've been told their whole lives. I also got to see how strong those people still were. And how they still had hope and faith that they would make it through these trials that they were facing. I got to see how they were saved and lived happy lives and were successful and helped others.
And then I decided that I wanna help others and that I wanna get better and get some help. So that's exactly what I did. I'm getting help. I'm getting better. I'm helping those people that are in my school to get better.
The first step into recovery is to admit that you have a problem. The second step to recovery is to tell someone who you trust about you trials. Then you need to come up with a battle plan. After that, the rest is up to you.
Stay strong.
You are beautiful.
You can make it.
You will get through it.
I am here for you.
I love you.
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This is my Past
Short StoryThis is my past. What i have been through. What I felt and what I still feel. No one knows. No one cares. I lived in hell.