A QUICK REMINDER!

A QUICK REMINDER! 

No Una Historia D'amor

The boy slouches against the wall, brilliant blue eyes raking judgingly over everyone on the streets. He isn't super tall, nor is he buff. He's... well built. He obviously works out, but his small frame makes it hard to take seriously. Blonde hair is grown out a little too long, brushing his eyelids, making him swipe it away impatiently. He wears a T-shirt, denim jacket, and jeans. He puts off an air of superiority. His gaze slowly finds its way to you, and you make eye contact for a second. His lips curve up slightly into a cruel smirk, one eyebrow arching softly. You look away, cheeks burning. You could swear you hear him laughing to himself....

You're walking down the street to school, like you do every day. You don't look at that boy anymore, atleast, not more than a glance. He doesn't bother you anymore either. You're passing him when a man, a little ways away, reaches in his pocket. This would be meaningless, except that the boy's head snaps up, eyes focusing on him. He grabs his phone just as the man pulls out a gun and points it at him. Now, of course, this is the part where your heart drops and you realise you've had a crush on this boy all along and you can't live without him and you have to do anything, even sacrificing your life, to save him. You lunge desperately out of the way, ducking behind a trash can, your mind racing. Aw hell no, you ain't saving that boy. He's a jerk and a bully and, although you don't want him dead, he's definately not worth your own life. Nope. If it's between you and him, it's gotta be you. Gun shots go off. People scream. You hear the boy shout, "DAD! THEY'RE COMING- AGH!" You peek out to see the phone fall to the ground, the boy ducking down the ally, clutching his bloody hand. The man chases after him. You collapse against the wall, gasping. You didnt do any running, but you're suddenly out of breath. Gunshots echo off the walls of the ally. Your curiosity is piqued, but you don't move, your life is more important than knowing what's going on right now. You can drag it out of that boy later. If he survives.....

A word of advice for people struggling with self hate and depression, because I've been through it too

Don't insult yourself. This may seem really simple to some people. To others, they may be thinking 'easier said than done' and just assume it's impossible. When I moved in with my aunt I was struggling really bad with depression and self hatred. It had gotten to the point where when I even walked past a mirror I would turn my head the other way, because I just couldn't stand to see myself. I would also insult myself all the time, out loud. I'd drop something and be like "oh you're so clumsy!" Or mess up and be like "what an idiot..." if I did something wrong and my aunt asked me about it, or why I did it, my response would be "because I'm stupid." Or something derogatory like that. My aunt has a daughter who went through depression, so she knew what was going on. She started scolding me for insulting myself, saying "don't say that!" Or "no you're not! You just made a mistake!" And wouldn't let me tell her stuff like that, so I wasn't able to insult myself in front of her. Even if I said it in my head, I had to watch myself and not say it out loud, so I wouldn't get scolded. It became a habit to watch what I said I stopped insulting myself out loud all together. I'm not going to say it's easy, and it's even harder to stop thinking that kind of thing, but if ever you mess up, or are just feeling down, and find yourself talking about yourself, don't. Hold it in, don't say it, go get a drink, or chew some gum, or do something to keep your mouth busy, just don't say it out loud. I'm telling you this helps so much and I became so much happier. It was just one of the many steps it took towards recovery. I still struggle, and sometimes I find myself trying to insult myself again, but I just always think of my aunt telling me not to, and hold it in. If you don't have an aunt, or someone to look up to like that, if you don't have someone to tell you that, then I'm here. Remember what i said. Don't insult yourself. It's pointless and hurtful. You can get through this. Lift your chin a little :)

What finger do you hold up first???

J2 | Pittcon 2018 [vid: SPNConGirl]

The police drag the boy out of the ally. They throw him down and wrestle his hands behind his back. He snarls, "get the fuck off me!", thrashing violently. You stand in shock as they slap cuffs on him and fight him into a police car..... He's the victim.... why are they arresting him?