I almost killed myself when I was 12. My parents had divorced and dad disowned us. It really broke me since I believed in fairytales at that time and couldnt understand why my parents didnt love eachother or us anymore. So I went to the roof of our apartments, and I stood on the edge and looked down. I wondered if I would survive the fall and if it would get my parents attention, and then a strong wind blew at my back, almost pushing me over. I fell backwards as hard as I could and my fucking balls were in my neck from that scare, but then I realised that I really dont want to do that, and also I knew instantly it would either leave me a mangled sack of shit or kill me instantly, which I realised I didnt want either. I havent been out with friends in years, and I was at a pretty low point recently, but then an old flame of mine from france came to visit a week ago. We had a great time together, I am learning french, and we have plans to hang out till she leaves again in december. I have been clean now for 3 days, it was horrible at first but yesterday i didnt even think about getting high. I also went for a run for the first time in years and excercised so I can last longer in bed lol. I have cats, a mother that still loves me very much and cares for me, even though im a fuckin 26 year old.
But this one small thing, meeting up with someone I love, really put things into perspective for me. I now want a job, my own house, a family, friends and to live my life to the fullest. Also, I dont know that I would still be alive without my cats, who are truly special creatures that understand me like no human can,
The main reason I live is because I don't want to hurt those who still love me, even if its just a handfull of people. For the first time in years I see a light at the end of the tunnel.
The Trump presidency also has a big role to play in my new outlook on life, since I was really starting to get sick of the insanity and I was really thinking of checking out of society if this is what its going to be, but finally we can get back on track. I want to invite God back into my life, cliche I know, stupid even, but I find comfort knowing that the universe in all its complexity is made just for me, and you, and all the precious life forms that get to look up at the night sky every night. I dont know if God is called allah, krishna, yeshua or whatever else, but I can feel it in my bones, I hope that makes sense
