I've been given something brilliant and I've tried so desperately to ruin it. Something I am so afraid of and I can't handle it sometimes. I take every breath, every step, every laugh for granted. I only took the love I thought I deserved, and I neglected to help my heart while it was breaking. I hated compliments, I'd look the other way and wish you made me cry instead.
The point is, I've learned what my seventeen year old life is all about. I know how to handle myself now, I know how to live life. I know how to love life. It's not about being happy all the time, so don't fill yourself with false hope. It's knowing how to survive, how to cope. Knowing how to respect yourself.
I met so many great people. Frankie, Craig, Rusk, Carson and Cody all taught me valuable lessons, maybe even greater lessons then the ones my doctors gave me. They asked me questions I didn't know how to answer "Kelsey, why do you have to put on such a brave face in front of me?". They made me laugh, they in fact kept count on how many times I snorted during my stay. One specifically showed me the love I deserved, the abuse I didn't need in my life. I could go on and on about the lessons they taught me, and the special moments we had together, I just want to embrace them and live in those moments for a little while longer before telling the world.
Hey world,
I'm Very Much Alive.

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