the one place i won’t feel ashamed. i am eternally grateful for everyone. those who smiled at me, talked with me, listened to me, cried with me, hugged me, sent me pictures of cute cats they thought i would enjoy. everything that they had to offer, even if it wasn’t towards me, i am grateful for. i hope i don’t seem like a coward, and that you can be somewhat understanding. though i can see why one wouldn’t.

i’ve risen above many things: losing my father, watching my family abuse substances and lose themselves, being homeless for 8 years of my life, giving up my childhood to raise my three younger siblings. it’s a lot, and i somehow got through it. i did well in academics, and got a full ride to my dream university, becoming the first in my family break the cycle. i focused on myself, got a job, and doing well in school. i met my boyfriend. the best person i have ever met. so kind, patient, understanding of what my past has done to me. though, i have to say i’m sorry.

i’m sorry for throwing it in the drain, and becoming nothing. i know it is selfish, but i like to think that it’s my turn to put myself first. i deserve this.

no one could’ve done anything, and all my actions are my own.

hopefully those who do understand, and can relate can continue to fight the battle i couldn’t win.

i hope there is some peace that can found knowing i’m no longer hurting.

please send your loved one a cute kitty cat :)