Just Words...

And you realize you’re happy with where your life is presently. But you’re not happy with you, you’ve never been happy with you. You’ve always been broken and shattered on the inside. So much crap has happened to you that you remember something new everyday. You realize every little issue has been caused by your childhood. Every insecurity, every fear, you never even knew you were so fearful. Everyone says to move on to forgive, everyone just sees the tip of this huge iceburg that’s been created over such a long period of time. When you’re ok with dieing because you feel so irrelevant to life there’s a problem. When you feel like you’re weak for having so many issues there’s a problem. When you feel like you’re stupid for wanting help because the assault “could have been worse” there’s a problem. But maybe its time, everyone knows I’ve gone through crap, no one knows what happened that night though, but its time.

Omg I dnt understand why the majority of the girls on 16&pregnant are so stupid and dramatic. Ok you got pregnant young. Ok its hard. Ok your bf isn’t perfect. Who gives a shit! Lifes hard. Its meant to be hard. Youre not gonna die cause you can’t party as much. You can still go to college and work and make good money. Its very possible. I know its hard I get it. Bbydaddy wasn’t there at first. It sucked it was hard. I was tired I didn’t go out. But I didn’t complain that I was bored or I didn’t go party. Your friends are gonna move on they’re going to go to college and have a life. That’s ok! You’re moving on too, they’re not gonna pay your bills anyway and the ones that stick around, they’re the important ones anyway. I don’t regret my son or having him or making him, nothing. He’s made me strong he’s made me better. He saved my life.