sharp hinge
I spend all holidays, especially thanksgiving, christmas, and even my birthdays alone. I cry at the park alone in the midst of the night out of loneliness at times, but even so I want to live. I want to make my own kind of family (non-blood related) because family are people who you decide to be family. I want to get married, I want to have kids maybe. There are things that I want to do and there are people waiting for me to see me the next day (my two very close best friends). Because I know things will get better eventually. Please don’t harm yourself because life is very precious to easily give away.
p.s. I had a lot more typed down, but the character limit was 2,000. I hope that by you emotionally understanding my story, you realize that I underwent something similar to you and I want to inform you that you’re not alone. The purpose of my story is to motivate you to keep fighting your battles, even your silent ones. I’m not trying to look for sympathy or attention. I also kinda like doing this because people know I exist, people know I am real, but don’t know who I am exactly. At the very least you have an understanding of who I am based on my experience.