A Letter To My Future Best Friend
Where have you been all my life?
“We can’t hate ourselves into a version of ourselves we can love.”
Where have you been all my life?
One of the most frequent questions someone asks me in response to talking about being abused is “Why didn’t you tell anyone?”
The lack of education on this disorder causes so many people to feel hopeless about recovery because no one understands what they are struggling with.
There is a misconception that people who attempt suicide are “just seeking attention” which is definitely false. If someone is suicidal, they are in need of help not judgment.
I refuse to cooperate with those who are in support of what Donald Trump stands for: pure hatred and the destruction of human rights.
You don’t need to fit the boxes that society has tried to squeeze us all in. Let yourself feel confused because all emotions are allowed. Accept yourself as you would accept a loved one.
I am fighting against the strongest person I know, but maybe, just maybe, I am stronger than him.
I needed you like the grass needs rain, like the tides need the moon. You didn’t need me.