The Talk

I know that the words " You have so much to live for" are meaningless

I used to hate it when people would speak such nonsense to me

So, I wouldn't do the same to you

If anything, those words made me want to die even more

I hated having "The Talk" with my therapist or my mother

They didn't understand, Hell no one could

No one understood

No one ,genuinely, wanted to help me

No one had my back

I turned into "The Dark Side of Me"

I hated that part of me, I hated being mean

I hated being narcissistic

I hated being that way

I had to reflect upon my self and my actions

I realized that just because everyone had given up on me, that didn't mean I had to

I realized that if I was going to change, I was going to have to LIVE

If I was going to Live, I was going to have to make some changes

I had more confidence afterwards

I got my life back on track

I got a job, a car

I started going back to school

I wasn't going to give up on myself, as so many that "tried to help me" had done

I wasn't giving up and I wasn't going to die

I was going to show them that I didn't need them afterall

I just needed to find the purpose myself

I just needed to have faith in myself

I found myself ...

Alone and broken

I nutured my broken soul back to health

There is one piece of advice that I wish you'd take into consideration...

Don't give up on yourself, even if everyone else has done so