An adult once told me I was my grandmas best friend. That she told me things. Things I shouldn't have been able to comprehend or understand at my age. But I did.

I spent so long trying to make others feel like something as I started to lose sight of why I was here.

That adult also told me. Everyone gets in a fight once in there life. Its what you choose to do after the fight that counts. 

Fight for what you believe is right and if that person isn't family, them and there opinions about you don't mean a thing... Even if they end up being your best friend. Don't hold back in a fight give it your all. But also never take the first hit.

Don't give up. You can't have a rainbow without rain.