I should stop feeling sorry for myself. :<
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So today in Academic Decathlon, I started to talk about how difficult middle school was mentally, socially, and psychologically… when I realized that I couldn’t do it.
I just couldn’t stop thinking about how there are so many students out there who had it worse than I did, and how I would sound like a complete b!+(# as well as a weak individual if I did tell them what I been through.
Sigh…
But it’s a part of me that I really need to share with just one person outside of my family. I just want at least one person to know that I am not the type of individual that everyone thinks I am: always happy, always laughing, carefree, etc.
And I would like to explain all the details, without the fear of crying in front of him or her, without the fear of breaking eye-contact, and without the fear of losing confidentiality.
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not. But unless you stepped into the game, you would never know.
Are you upset little friend? Have you been lying awake worrying? Well, don’t worry…I’m here. The flood waters will recede, the famine will end, the sun will shine tomorrow, and I will always be here.
I close my eyes and wish everything will turn out okay.

