A/N: I understand that this is absolute trash and I’m not even sure why I’m publishing it, but this is in response to an unpublished request. So again, sorry for the trash. Set in canon times, obviously.
It was a lovely afternoon in July, when you and your
courter, Lieutenant-Colonel John Laurens, were taking a stroll on a path
between fields of wildflowers. It had been several months since your father
first gave John his blessing to court you, and they were, without a doubt, the
happiest months of your life. You had decided a while ago that John embodied
everything you could ever wish for in a partner, and you wanted nothing more
than to spend the rest of your life with him. The ongoing war with England made
it an inconvenient time to think of settling down and marrying your soldier
boy, but neither of you seemed to be able to stop wondering and wishing for it.
Look at you, so scared. When did you become this person who fear everyone and everything? When did you started to worry about what they think of you? You can just be you. You can listen to your favorite songs without worry about what the others gonna think. You can stay away from people who don’t add you in anything, but decrease your identity and stole you away from the person you are. You can be all by yourself, if that’s what you want. You can say yes to yourself. You can sing out load and dance until your legs hurt. You can have fun by yourself. You can say what you think, say what you wanna say, since your words don’t hurt anyone, or affect in negative ways, since it’s what you wanna do, since you’re not what they want you to be. Why are you so scared? You deserve better, have to give yourself the better. Don’t let people ruin you. Put your positive energy in things that make yourself confidence and well being better. It’s your life. Don’t wast time waiting for tomorrow to live. Take risks. Say no when you want to say it. Don’t be scared. Be yourself!