A letter to Lance

Submitted by Bridget on Fri, 10/12/2018 - 08:11

I disagree. I know I may not seem like an adult right now, but there was a time before you where I managed to survive. I burned myself and I made messes and I accidentally started a small fire in my living room once. I almost cut my thumb off slicing tomatoes and to this day I question whether it's one part rice, two parts water, or maybe the opposite.
But I made it through college. That's something that I did, myself, and it was hard. When my car broke down I learned the bus route until I could save up to fix it. When I had a week's notice that my roommates were moving out and I would have no way to pay the rent, I found a place. In a week. During final exams. I may have burned some suppers, but I ate. My life wasn't easy or clean, but I lived it, and I've been happy.
You pass judgement and you can't even see yourself. You've made few mistakes but you've learned from none of them. You despised others because you saw in them what you hate in yourself. You lost people and things you loved because you only loved halfway. And you try to make me feel guilty for not being satisfied with half a heart, but it's not going to work anymore.

Author's age when written


This hit me right in the heart. So real and raw and rare and wonderful. Thank you for sharing this.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.