Apr 1
I grew up very lonely. Thinking no one would ever love me. That I’m some kind of unlovable creature, able only to bring disturbance and annoyance to everyone around me.
But then something happened. I have found friends. Real friends. Like the ones I read about in books.
I thought “what kind of trickery is this? They must be lying. They’ll leave me soon.”
By gods, I was so wrong.
And now, in the hardest time of my life, I still have their support. Their love. Their patience and kindness.
They have always believed in me. Loved me. And for that, I must not give up. I must push forward. Because I can’t let them down.
I won’t fail what they have entrusted me with.
