I hope this reaches someone before it’s too late


I have a weird lifestyle.

I have unorthodox thoughts.

I lead a life only I will understand.

Because I’m human, like you. 


I don’t need someone to tell me my life is worth living for.

I don’t need someone to tell me I’m worth it and amazing and deserve so much.


Because I already know this, like you.

Your problem is, you’re misunderstood and no one’s listening. 

And as much as I want to, I know I can’t change that.

So instead I’ll just tell you something I know.


I know as much as I want to stay on vacation, I’ll eventually have to go back to school. 

I know as much as I want to keep eating this delicious meal, I’ll eventually finish it.

I know as much as I want to remain a kid for the rest of my life, I won’t. 

I know that as much as I want to help, I probably can’t. 

But I also know that good or bad, whatever’s happening right now, will end. 

Just like my youth and my meal and my vacation.

And just like your pain.

This I know. 


I know that time goes on regardless.

Whether we’re having fun or crying, new days will come.

And I know that I’ll never be able to predict if they’ll be good or bad days.

But I’m fine with that because THAT’S the beauty!

The not-knowing. 

The mystery. 

The question mark. 


The infinite possibilities: 

Like a smile from a random stranger.

Or looking at someone and instantly falling in love. 

Or tripping and embarrassing myself. 

Or finding 100 bucks on the ground. 

Or losing my house keys. 

Or getting a promotion, acing a test, finding my old wallet…

However sure we are about whether or not any of those will happen. 

We’ll never find out, if we don’t give them a chance to happen. 




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