That One Fucked Up Year - 2015
2015 has been such a setback. I thought turning sixteen would be the best experience ever but hell, I can't even name a nearly perfect moment from the year. Yes, there have been good times. But then again, the worst were felt the hardest and put me through hell. I thought I could keep up. I could hold on. I thought I would get through. Yes, I did. But at what cost? I lost myself in the course. I won't blame it on others, I'll just blame the time and go on, because that's the easy way out. Lost trust, dignity, self esteem, confidence, people and so many things that the list could go on and on. Oh no, I'm not only counting losses. I gained a lot too. I gained heartbreaks, pain, internal bruises and a scar that no one can see but will remain for the rest of my life. Ending the year with no hope, but a streak of desire, that the next would be better.