Declaration of Independence
If you think you know me...you don't. You don't know what my life was, you don't know what it is. No one knows what it is like to grow up utterly hated...no one understands what it's like to endure 18 years of pure misery...no one knows what it's like to find true and utter love at the end of a long dark tunnel...no one knows what it's like to sacrifice everything for it...no one knows what it's like to move out of your house when you just can't take anymore, and to spend your senior year of high school in a different home, with different people, working midnights at McDonald's to get by, being almost completely alone...no one knows what it's like to graduate high school and get into college all on your own...no one knows what it's like to come back home after being gone for so long, to come back to a home you thought you knew, but never did...no one knows what it's like to fight every day with alcoholism, and to fight it so much that you don't drink at all, and haven't for a year...no one knows what it's like to live in this world optimistic that people aren't horrible...no one knows what it's like to be me...no one...and the worst part is I really wish someone did...