I know people probably won’t read this, but I feel like this is important for me to put out there on the ether.
Apparently a girl left an anonymous suicide note in the girls bathroom at my school. No one knows if it’s serious or not, but that really isn’t the point, is it?
The point is that there are people out there who don’t feel loved; who don’t see what people are trying to show them; who can’t imagine thier future beyond the sadness they are feeling in the present. And I understand that. I do. Sometimes I get sad, and it seems like a lot. Too much. But then I think of all the people who love me and all the people I love back and all the people who I might love and be loved by in the future, and the sadness sort of fades away.
And I know it isn’t that easy for everyone. That sometimes the sadness is a wave that swallows you up and doesn’t let you find air to breathe again. But for anyone who stumbles upon this who feels like it’s too much, or even feels it at all, there is love in this world that belongs to you. It belongs to you.