A year ago, I entered a writing contest on Wattpad and came very close to winning.
It may very well be one of the best pieces I’ve ever written but I’ve always been too scared to share it with you. It’s raw. It’s passionate. It shares a part of myself that I’ve often found myself too scared to admit to. I’ve always feared that sharing this piece would hurt me in new ways beyond my imagination. I’ve always known that it may ruin my life as I know it.
I wrote the piece anyways.
Because sometimes you have to say the things you’re scared to say, even if it’s not out loud.
Even if it kills you.
In celebration of the anniversary of when I spoke my truth, I wanted to share it with my followers.
(Good chance this might be the last you hear from me for a while so soak it up).
Things have changed since then. I know things now that I didn’t know then. And while yes I know I’ll never be enough and some questions are left unasked or answered, I also know if you don’t let some things go, they slowly eat away at your soul.
I’m also very drunk and there’s a good chance I’ll regret this tomorrow, but a good friend told me that if it’s your time, it’s your time and this feels like it. I don’t know. What’s the worst that could happen? I lose my will to live? ha! Jokes on you I already did.