◦ It's funny being in the last semester of my senior year. Looking back, it has been such a journey. I've met some great friends, and though I have few, I know the meaning of a true friend. Also, the importance of having one. The past four years I have also discovered so much about myself and figured out what I want to do with my life. I feel like I'm leaving this town with a purpose. Of course, I can thank Brandon for that. Ever since his suicide, I've been determined to do something with my life. I want to study psychology and help people like him. And help people that have been left behind like many of my friends and me. I've lost two great friends this year, and even though it sounds bad to say it, I'm glad Jade was killed and didn't kill herself. Everybody could mourn openly with her, without worrying about "glorifying suicide" like they called it. Losing a friend is hard. As soon as you think you're over it, bam, you remember something else about them and the process begins again. The past four years I've seen people die, wanted to die myself, self-mutilated, lived with depression, and hated who I was. But I never knew who I was until recently. I've done much growing up in my high school career and am coming out so much stronger. I feel like I can take on the world, which is what I plan on doing. There are other kids out there like myself that need somebody to talk to them and make them feel like they can deal with life. I hope I will be able to help them like I've helped myself.◦
 AutumnsMonologue8 · Mon Jan 10, 2011 @ 11:35pm · 0 Comments |
