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Birthdays...

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*TW: Suicide*

Five years ago today was my 17th birthday. Five years ago today I almost died. It's called rock bottom. I hit it, I hit it hard. Twelve pills and a razor blade later, I changed my mind, luckily just in time. Ever since the birthdays have been a strange thing for me. I no longer celebrate the day I was born, I celebrate the day I survived. Sometimes I run my fingers over the fading scars and remember that night in flashes. That night that I thought I had nothing left to live for, and then the brief moment I realized that I did. I will forever be grateful for the little voices I heard coming from downstairs, the little voices screaming "happy birthday, aunt Lili!" The voices of two little boys just as broken as I was. I realized I had to live for them. For the possibility of the future. And it did get better. Yes, there are days when I feel like dying all over again, but on those days, I just tick off all the reasons I have to live and I realize those will be greater than any reason I want to die.
I don't post a lot on here anymore, I have my tumblr for that. But this is for me, this is me writing down my thoughts with no worry about who may read them. To those of you who do take time to read this, do me a favor, as a birthday gift comment on this journal and tell me about something beautiful in your life. Give me, and yourself some hope.
Be strong. Be Brave. Live.
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since I've been around here, I guess. The passion hasn't struck in so long. I got too busy with life. I'm writing again, a sure sign I'm falling for boy, though, I refuse to admit that I might actually be to anyone but the deepest parts of myself and my best friend who might as well be an extension of myself. I don't like the feeling of falling, of being out of control. Especially when I know I'll never be in control of my emotions. I'm taking control of my actions at the very least. But, I refuse to fall to hard, I'm teetring on the edge, willing myself not to jump, or simply waiting for a strong wind to push me into the fall.

"Nothing safe is worth the drive." 
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Wow.

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Just wow. I really can't believe how much can change in a year. I went back and looked at some of my old writings. Was I really that childish last year? Just wow. It's incredible that I'm stuck in the same situation I was in last year, but with the roles reversed. The difference? I'm trying to be a decent person, unlike the other. I'm trying to hard to treat him kindly, but he makes it incredibly difficult. He drives me insane with his tactics to try to get me back. I'm trying to make it clear to him that it's not going to happen. We're over, and we're staying over. I'm talking to someone else now, and that's just so freeing. He's someone I've been talking to for a while now, but I could never act on it or do much of anything because I was too hung up on Matt for so long. And now I'm free, I'm free to do what and who I want. I feel amazing, and liberated, and like the world is my oyster or whatever. But this euphoria can't last for too long, so I'm holding on to it while it's here.
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I can't wait.

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So, I'm starting my 365 today rather than on Jan 1st.
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I can't wait.

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