But the pain isn’t enough to break what you feel. You can’t just give up when you still believe that he is worth every bit of struggle.
No, it’s not just you making up a lame excuse for being mean and stubborn. No, this was not your choice.
There will be nights when the truth will haunt you again, even when you try so hard to forget about it. You will be reminded of everything that had happened, and it will taste bittersweet.
That one person who was willing to love every unlovable thing about you. You lost her.
Dealing with mental illness is not as easy as counting from one to ten. Acceptance is hard; it probably is the hardest step of all.
I was afraid. I was afraid of reading into my own thoughts. It felt to me as if writing about anything meant having to face what I was dealing with first.
As much as possible, I try to look at mental illness as just that – an illness. Not a personality trait. Not a definitive factor. But a health issue that needs to be addressed. A problem that ought to be solved.
You can’t keep asking him where it all went wrong, or what you did that sent him away. You have to understand that it isn’t always your fault.
Stop chasing after a boy who just can’t see your worth.
Believe me, even if they don’t believe you, and even if there are times when even you don’t believe in yourself, I believe in you.