Suicide Is Not Your Friend, Elizabeth Is!

I can’t believe I am here now. When there was a time in my life that I couldn’t see myself fitting in anywhere. One good September I sat there and reasoned with myself, there was no other way, I was going to do it. I was done with being unaccepted, criticized and blamed for everything; and even when the weather wasn’t favourable it was my fault that the gods didn’t make it rain.

It Is A Beautiful Thing

I cant believe I'm blogging again, it took me 2 heartbreaks and a full beard to revive my writing again. I may point out, to help you understand, that I have only blogged in the past when I was either extremely happy or deeply troubled, or spiraling in between but never under normal circumstances so you can imagine why today is special. Where do I start?