The Life of a Teenager

There was a time when I hated myself very much. I won't list the reasons for they are too inappropriate. I hated myself to the point where I had to hurt myself to be able to feel other emotions. I remember blaming everyone for the things that are happening to my lifem, hating people that had better lives than I did.

I used to always ask myself, 'What if?' Now, I realize that this is a stupid thing to do. Things happen for a reason. There was no one to blame out there, it's all my fault. I'm the one who led my life and turned it into a living hell. All of it was my decision, and mine only.

Now, I laugh at the thought of me hating myself. No wonder I couldn't love or I never felt love. It was all because of the hate that was boiling up inside me.

My smiles are now filled with nothing but happiness. There's no other meaning behind it. I smile simply because I'm happy and there's no reason for me to cry anymore. People ask why I've changed, my only answer is this, "People change and people grow." It was time for me to grow up and leave everything behind me.