Your Life? It'll Be Okay..

VICS POV

“It's like it never ends. All of the bullying and torment from my family. There hasn't been a day that I

don't wish to be dead and gone. My school is a big pile of shit too. So many preppy girls and douche

bag guys that think they run the place. Its always going to be like this. Being picked on for the way I

dress and act. Or the music I listen to. I'm just glad there's one person who's always there for me.

Shes been with me since sophomore year. If we met earlier I'm sure my life wouldn't have been this

bad. She gets what I'm going through. Though her life isn't exactly like mine, I'm not saying either of

ours is worse than the other. She has stuff I don't and I have stuff she doesn't. Same with things we

don't have. Life is hard on both of us and our only escape is music. Always has been always will be.

Just like everyone else we have our heroes. The people we would love to meet. Also our celebrity

crushes. Without them, I'm sure we both wouldn't be here. I hate thinking that this world is so

imperfect. That no one is good enough for everyone. I wish everyone was equal. People may say that

all humans are equal. But watch as they treat someone who is different from them badly. They

contradict themselves and don't even realize it. Even if you tell them about what they are doing

wrong, they still think its right. To treat someone terribly just because they are different. Especially if

it is family members, that's the worst. Aren't they supposed to be the ones that support you with

everything and anything? They may disagree with somethings, but they are not supposed to put you

down for something you believe in. I have been through a lot in my life. About 78% of the problems

I had were dealt with family issues. I was always the different one who everyone thought wouldn't get

anywhere with my life. I know I'm still young. But that doesn't change what I know I will do, I

already have that planned out. And yet they are still saying I cannot achieve my goals and dreams.

They are the major reasons that I have doubted myself. All because of them I set my dreams a little

lower than they should be. I am not complaining about my life. I know that there are people out

there who have worse than me. With all the family members and school kids who are putting them

down, I believe in them. No matter how they look at themselves and what they think is going to

happen to them, I still believe. I have believed ever since my life got rough. And you shouldn't be any

different. You people out there who think that they are worthless and not good enough for anything

needs to think about how precious life is. You may not think that it will get better. But no matter how

you look at it, in the end, it will. I know. It's hard right now. But think about this, you could have it

worse. Never think you're alone because that is the biggest mistake you will ever make. You are not

alone. I am here, others are here. It is not just you. You can count on people who are going through

the same thing you are going through. Whether it be the exact thing, or completely different. They

may need your help just as much as you need theirs. Before I found my best friend I had though I

was alone. Now I know no one is. Even if it is just someone you met on Twitter or Facebook. If you

think you have no one, I am here. I will always be here for the people that need me. For the people

that need my advice or just someone to talk to, I am here. No matter what it is. If you haven't found

a harmless escape from reality try music. If you have and it didn't work, try making art. Try to do

something with your emotions that will not harm you. That is the last thing I want. Is any one of you

hurting yourselves. If you do harm yourselves, please stop. There are better ways to cope. I used to

think starving myself and cutting would help. And it did, but just for that moment. I found something

that helps me all day, even if I'm not depressed. Music is one of the biggest life savors I have found

for me. And I want you to find something other than harming. It isn't a healthy life style and I don't

want any of you to ruin your lives. If you read this and it has informed you that you are not alone and

can do better things, let me know. I'm here for all of you. No matter what the topic, I will try and

help. I am here to help. I am one of you.”

This has to be by far the longest journal entry I have ever written and published.

I know that the people on my blog page will appreciate knowing they are not alone but it scares me to think it isn't good enough.

I want to help them more than anything. Ever since I have been saved from my bullied past. I think no one should go through the shit I've been through, or what they are going through that I haven't experienced.

Though I write under anonymous some of them still love what I do for them in my entries. I just love to help.

“Vic!!” My thoughts were interrupted by my brother Mike. “What?!” I yelled back.

Not really wanting to do anything today so I was just laying on my bed.

I could hear Mike say something but just ignored it. He ended up coming through my door. "What are you doing?" He said. "What does it look like I'm doing? Trying to get away from you and my parents."

He was upset when I said that. I could tell he was confused but he shouldn't be. He was the one who influenced my journal entry this time. He had been making fun of me all day about my "style". He is younger than me, but he is still the favorite.

He realized that it was his fault after a minute. He tends to forget those things. It kind of irritates me because I have to explain it every time. But not this time. I got up and pushed him out of my room.

"Just get out and leave me alone." I said a little angry now. He didn't even try to stay, I know he hates my room and the things that I have in there. I wasn't even worried about what he had to ask or tell me now.

I shut my door behind me and picked up my guitar. I haven't played for long but I don't think I'm that bad. I don't think so at least.