‘ Like I said before, you are incredible! You’re killing the blogging game! Keep going! ‘
Sometime small comments can mean a lot to someone who shares as much as I do on the internet – like I said many many times a look into my word is sometimes crazy and unforgiving.
I don’t accept comments, I do get them and read them all – and ask anyone from the comment of the week I do respond to your comments. There is a good reason like a wall of dimonds backing up every decision I make.
Sometimes I’d start crying in class for no reason. Then when I got home from school, I’d just go straight to my room. I couldn’t even talk to my mom about it because I’d just start crying. People would tell me: ‘Just get up, exercise, and take a walk.’ But none of that helped. Things got so bad that even the school was watching me. I started bawling during a chemistry exam and I ended up in the school psychologist office. I remember thinking: ‘I don’t care if I ever see another chemistry exam again. Or my friends. Or my mom.’ And I started to get this feeling that I was definitely going to do it. I was going to lock myself in my room that night and take a bunch of pills. The only thing that stopped me was imagining my mom finding my body. That was three years ago. That time seems so far away now. I found a great therapist. I learned so much about myself. There’s so much that I want to do now. I want to travel. I want to get married. I want to have kids. There are so many poems that I haven’t written and songs I haven’t heard. So it’s terrifying for me to think that I came so close. My problems were small back then. They were teenage problems. But I came one step away from not being. And I had made the decision to take that step. I’m afraid that I can go back to that place again. And next time, my problems will probably not be so small. My issue was from not loving myself for what I was. Your liberal with yourself and I admire that. I don’t come to this site for the makeup.
– from Colombia
I sat here for a while reading this over and over again, trying to think of what to say. I’m sorry.
I wasn’t always a strong person. It really does take time, sometimes you have to look at yourself in the mirror and say you’re enough because you are.
I sent you contact information, hopefully you’ll be in touch.
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