#everysingleoneofyou

MERRY CHRISTMAS eve lovelies! 

I used to think I was so worthless. I would spend so much time hating myself, but loving others. I would say I had no purpose and nowhere to go, but convince people they did. I'd say the world would be better without me, but talk people down from self harm or suicide. I was not a hypocrite, that's really how I saw myself, because that's how I was brought up. It's almost been eighteen years and I can say I'm on the road to recovery. I can actually say I have a purpose, and a worth, a future and a past. My worth is every time I get someone to smile, my purpose is to bring happiness onto everyone's face that comes my way. When I die, no one will know I was depressed, or sad. They'll remember how I made them feel. My life is important, because everyone's life is important. I have a purpose, because there are people out there still fighting alone. Recently there was a boy at my school who committed, and for some reason it really effected me and all I could think was "I wish I had been there. I should have reached out, we had so many friends in common how could I not have known him. I should have helped him" it's been ripping me apart. I could have helped. But I never got the opportunity and I can't handle knowing that people around me feel alone. I am here, for anyone and everyone that needs to talk, or just wants a friend. I can't relate to everything, but I'll listen, and I'll care. Please don't think you're alone in this.

I HATE YOU ALL! 🔫💣🔪