#ole'

For a few days I had gotten to thinking about whether or not I really am a good person or if I'm a bad person who pretends to be good and helps people so people will think I'm good. But then yesterday in Active Minds we were sharing personal stories about why we're in the club and the first thing that came to mind was my friends. The fact that I've almost lost four friends and my own mother to suicide. And that's when I realized that I am a good person. Because as I told the story I realized why exactly I'm there. I wanna help people from getting to that point. I've seen too many people close to me get that low and I don't want anyone to have to deal with that. I may not always be the best brother or friend but god damn it, I am a good person at my core. I may be vindictive and petty at times but I am a good person. I may fly off the handle and have the temper of a bundle of dynamite but damn it I am a good person.