I think I’ve reached a point
where I will either get better
or I will die.
Two options.
Black and white.
No in-between.
I think I’ve reached a point
where I will either get better
or I will die.
Two options.
Black and white.
No in-between.
When I was a young teenager,
I was suicidal.
Now,
I work on a crisis hotline
helping others who are suicidal.
I wish I could go back in time
and show my younger self
what she would become.
“Look,” I’d say.
“I know how hard it is for you right now.
I know you feel lost, broken, and alone,
and that everything seems hopeless.
But you will make something
of this pain.
It won’t be for nothing.
Look how you’ll spin
the blood
into gold.”