I don't really like myself. Sometimes, I feel too short or too fat. Sometimes, I feel comfortable with myself. Other times, you're there to pick me up. Through the bad and the good, I'll put you before me. You said to put myself first, but I don't even know how to start, so I went on a journey.
I'll find friends and assholes. I'll meet little people and big. I'll meet confident people and the insecure. I'll meet heartbreak and mistakes. I'll meet the past and mortality. I'll meet parenthood and face womanhood. And one day, I'll learn to love myself like the way I love you.
(Warning: I'm writing this just for fun and inspiration. Any media except the cover is not mine, and the story has nothing to do with real life people or places. This story will probably be in a free writing style.)
Ages 14+ (lesbian concepts and some profanity)
This is not your everyday love story, okay? It's not a chick flick either. The events and themes within my pages have meaning, depth, truth-and most of all, reality. You are about to be taken on an adventure about a girl who's life is not like everybody else's.
I look like a normal teen girl, I mean, I have hair and two eyes and two hands and feet like everybody else, but I couldn't feel more different. I have two moms, yes. Let's just get that out there before you start reading and close my diary like everyone in my life has shut me out of theirs. All I want is a normal life with normal friends who don't judge me because of my home situation. I don't even remember the last time I went on a sleepover or called somebody my age.
I don't mean to be a downer, because it does get better. Life gets better. Struggles are only temporary, I know that now. And by my last words reach your eyes, I've come a long way, and have grown to see potential in myself.
I'm sharing this with you because I want to make a difference. I know now that I'm not the only one in the world that feels alone. I've been there, done that, and there's more loneliness to come, but for now, I feel more prepared for it. I know how it feels to sit by yourself at lunch every day and how it feels to watch others go to prom with dates and feel like shit because you don't think you'd even have any friends to go with. Please ready my diary. I am much older now, and much more wiser, and I can't wait for you to realize the potential in yourself, too.