I'm Sorry.

I don’t know if I believe in a God or Jesus. I don’t know if I believe in anything. I don’t know if we really just came from monkeys that came from single celled organisms. I don’t know how life began. What I do know though is, I am thankful, for a family that loves me. For the food I have to eat every night. I am thankful for the friends that I have that see past my shell. I am thankful for my friends who know they can tell me to shut the hell up. I am thankful for those who are honest to me. I am thankful to live in a peaceful neighborhood. I am thankful to have a warm place to come home to every night. I am so thankful for the fact that I am alive, and the fact that I have people fighting for me and my family and my friends. Fighting for me to have all the things I do. Fighting for me to be able to walk around the block without worrying about being shot because I’m simply outside alone. I’m thankful for the fact that I know, no matter how many people hate me, I will always have those few that love me. I am thankful for my dad, who just wants me to have a good life, and is proud of me, and loves me. I am thankful for my mom, who loves me no matter what, with an unconditional love. I am thankful for my two dogs, whom I can talk to when it feels like no one else is there. I am truly thankful. I’m sorry for acting like an ungrateful bitch. I think I finally get it now. I have so much more than I realize. I took advantage of it for so long, but from now on I’ll try my hardest to just be grateful.