Dedication: This story is dedicated to everyone in my life and not in my life.
You know, I don’t know why I am sitting here in the middle of my math class reading all these stories about people, what they’ve suffered and what they’ve gone through and I realized some of us are so lucky to be a part of this world. To have a roof above our heads, two eyes, one nose, and the ability to breathe and just exist. I am reading all of these stories and I realized how important it is to write down your thoughts, and feelings understanding that chances are, “you are not alone”. I refuse to say “people have been through worse things” because for each person there is a different definition of worse. Nonetheless, this story has no motive. In fact, if I am being honest, I don’t even know how many people are going to read it.
I feel like I am different. I can feel myself changing, and growing up day by day. I can feel myself not giving a damn about what other people think, day by day. What I love about writing this down is, no secrets and no judgements. This may not sound very different, and I have no words to explain it but I have ambition burning inside of me. A lot of people do, a lot of people want to do something different, and there’s nothing unique about it. But I don’t know why something about me just feels so unique. And then it hit me, everyone is UNIQUE. You all are. We’re all different, and we all can do so much more than sitting there munching on a bag of chips and wondering what is the point of life.
I write this to inspire you, motivate you to tell you the same thing you’ve probably heard a million times. You are you, don’t let anyone change that. Whether it is your family, your friends, or your love interest. If people can’t accept you as you there is no point in pleasing them. Don’t waste time trying to impress people who don’t give a damn. You are you, you are you.
I still don’t know why I am not paying attention in math class, or why I am browsing through the internet and doing this. But something motivated me to write this. Consider it a message, rather than a story. To all the people writing down your abuse stories, motivational stories, bullying, harassment I am so sorry you had to go through that. But don’t give up. It sounds corny, but hope is the most beautiful thing in the world. People may not be by your side but trust me, hope will. Don’t lose hope, don’t give up.
I love you, if nobody else does.