I've been held back by something, yeah.
To make a mountain of your life is just a choice. But I never learned enough to listen to the voice that told me. Always love, hate will get you every time. Always love, don't wait till the finish line.
I've been held back by something, yeah, you said to me quietly on the stairs.
To make a mountain of your life is just a choice. And I definitely chose the wrong path. Yes, my personal struggles have been tough this past year and a half, but they're nowhere near as horrible as some other people have had to deal with, and for that I'm truly sorry. For acting like my problems were bigger than anyone else's. Honestly, how much more asshole-ish could I have sounded? ...Wow. And I actually believed it, too. Yeah, I was blinded and couldn't see anything in front of me during my depression, but it was not as bad as some other people's. Why? Because I'm still here. Some aren't lucky enough to have that.
Always love, hate will get you every time. Love is so much better than hate. Love is hard, but if you hate, where does that get you in the end? You'll wind up hating yourself.
"At last" is the icon keyword for the icon I'm posting this entry with. Why, you ask? Because at last, I'm realizing what matters, and I'm free. I walk through life with my face to the world now, and in the words of Veronica Mars, I'm no longer that [sad] girl.
I've been held back by something, yeah, you said to me quietly on the stairs. I was held back, but I've broken free, and that's just the best feeling anyone could ever experience. I love feeling this way.
I used to think LJ was more harmful than helpful, and sometimes it is. But in the end, helpful wins - just thinking back on how much I've grown in the last week shows that. (Not physically, but mentally and emotionally.)
I love you all, no matter who you are. I love the hackers, because they've confessed to me (no, I won't tell you who it is, so please don't ask) and I've forgiven them and all is well. I love the ones I lost throughout all this drama, because they showed me the truth in myself, which was that I fucked up and it wasn't anyone else's fault. I love the ones I hurt for sticking by me, or even if you didn't stick by me, for leaving just to show me what an ass I was to you.
The weight is a gift. And it is, because without the heavy weight that I've been holding up all year, where would I be? Certainly not as able to handle tough situations as I am now. I'm equipped with the proper tools now, and while it sucked going through it, I'm on the other side, which I never thought I'd get to.
Always love. It means so much more to me now, and for that, I thank you.
I've been held back by something, yeah, you said to me quietly on the stairs.
To make a mountain of your life is just a choice. And I definitely chose the wrong path. Yes, my personal struggles have been tough this past year and a half, but they're nowhere near as horrible as some other people have had to deal with, and for that I'm truly sorry. For acting like my problems were bigger than anyone else's. Honestly, how much more asshole-ish could I have sounded? ...Wow. And I actually believed it, too. Yeah, I was blinded and couldn't see anything in front of me during my depression, but it was not as bad as some other people's. Why? Because I'm still here. Some aren't lucky enough to have that.
Always love, hate will get you every time. Love is so much better than hate. Love is hard, but if you hate, where does that get you in the end? You'll wind up hating yourself.
"At last" is the icon keyword for the icon I'm posting this entry with. Why, you ask? Because at last, I'm realizing what matters, and I'm free. I walk through life with my face to the world now, and in the words of Veronica Mars, I'm no longer that [sad] girl.
I've been held back by something, yeah, you said to me quietly on the stairs. I was held back, but I've broken free, and that's just the best feeling anyone could ever experience. I love feeling this way.
I used to think LJ was more harmful than helpful, and sometimes it is. But in the end, helpful wins - just thinking back on how much I've grown in the last week shows that. (Not physically, but mentally and emotionally.)
I love you all, no matter who you are. I love the hackers, because they've confessed to me (no, I won't tell you who it is, so please don't ask) and I've forgiven them and all is well. I love the ones I lost throughout all this drama, because they showed me the truth in myself, which was that I fucked up and it wasn't anyone else's fault. I love the ones I hurt for sticking by me, or even if you didn't stick by me, for leaving just to show me what an ass I was to you.
The weight is a gift. And it is, because without the heavy weight that I've been holding up all year, where would I be? Certainly not as able to handle tough situations as I am now. I'm equipped with the proper tools now, and while it sucked going through it, I'm on the other side, which I never thought I'd get to.
Always love. It means so much more to me now, and for that, I thank you.