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 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.