Just Teen Talks

Just Teen Talks

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Being a teen isn't easy. I did not have anybody to guide me through the years but you have the chance to create your very own guide! You can ask questions, seek advice and confess to anything. You can do this anonymously or you can give your name. This book works according to your choice. Relationships, studies, drama in life, friends, dreams or any other aspect, I will try to help you figure stuff out. I am not an expert or something but as a teenager I think I am qualified to help. So lets get started, send any questions, requests, confessions, etc. to- xaraaynatten15@gmail.com You can mention your wish to be anonymous or give your name in the mail itself. That's it, signing off people:)
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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