If at this very moment you are thinking of taking your life, listen. To take such a beautiful creation away from someone who has cared enough to raise you isn’t fare. I don’t care how bad you think you have it, it could always be worse. You live in a country of 7 billion people and enough food to feed double that. You have most “freedoms” other countries don’t even consider. Yet, babies are starving alone. At least you have someone who cares. Whether you believe so or not, there’s at least one. That one is me. So please, even if you are a stranger, don’t do it. For me.
She walks through the halls with a smile & a laugh. She goes to bed in tears and shakes. She is me. Each day I wake up and swallow this white pill. Created to change me and morph me into some kind of puppet. Addictive chemicals altering my brain, but still don’t stop pain. No one sees it, but every second of every minute of ever hour of every day I face a battle. Not just any kind of battles though. Battles that, under the surface, create a war. A war against anxiety and depression. A war against hate, anger, & self harm. Every day I wish it would just stop just so I could be at peace. When I relapse it’s the hardest thing on me. It kills me to fail myself. One day though I Will win the war, & except myself. I will smile and laugh with meaning, & I will look at my reflection and know I am truly happy.