Heyo! So this is more of a sensitive here. It’s a vent. Was I cursed? Was I destined to feel this way? Why? Why? WHY. That’s what I ask myself EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. It started in 3rd grade, when I was labeled the weird kid. I kept to myself And didn’t like people. That’s when people realized I was nice They realized. They could take advantage of me. They manipulated me to be their slave, Up until 5th grade, When they discovered the worst insult a human being could say to me. … Megamind. It’s the sole word that completely destroyed my mental health. It’s the reason why I hated myself and still do to this day. It’s the reason why I wanted to off myself at AGE TEN. TEN. I WAS TEN. TEN AND FEELING ALL OF THESE THINGS. A TEN YEAR OLD SHOULDNT FEEL THOSE THINGS. HECK- NO ONE SHOULD! NOT THE NICEST PERSON IN THE WORLD, NOR DVEN THE RUDEST! NO ONE. NO ONE SHOULD FEEL THE FEELINGS I FELT. IM SURPRISED IM STILL EVEN ON THIS EARTH. IM SURPRISED THAT I DIDNT END IT ALL. IM SURPRISED A TEN YEAR OLD IS CAPABLE OF FEELING THOSE THINGS. SURPRISE AND ANGER ARE THE TWO THINGS I FEEL AT THE MOMENT OF WRITING THIS. Please be nice to people. One time, this older girl came up to me when I was really in a dark point of my depression, And she said, “Wow… you’re really pretty.” I will never forget those 4 words. It restored my faith in humanity. It’s also the reason I compliment people constantly. I want others to feel that faith. Happiness. Hope. Be nice. It has a greater impact than you think. ~J
