there's just too much damage there

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  • "There's too much pain to come."
  • "So just let the heads roll."
  • "The vultures will feed on them."
  • "Look at all of the damage you have done in time."
  • "You can see what a savage I’ve become."
  • "So sing me to sleep tonight."
  • "He will be sorry when he comes to my house."
  • "I’ll show no mercy ‘til the lights go out."
  • "We’re waiting for the sandman, but he never hears the call."
  • "Since the day I left you I hear your voice in every sound."
  • "Since the day I left you I see your face in every crowd."
  • "So if you see me on the street turn away or walk on by."
  • "I don’t care if I never see you again."
  • "No matter where you are, I'll always think of you."
  • "Darling, what's your name and can you hear me?"
  • "Tell me why you're out so late alone."
  • "When I open my eyes, you disappear."
  • "She'll never let you go."
  • "I could give you my devotion, until the end of time."
  • "I've got nothing left to live for."
  • "Don't let go til I reach for you."
  • "They say the best way out is through."
  • "Take my hand and lead the way."
  • "I'm sick and tired of being afraid."
  • "If I cry anymore then my tears will wash me away."
  • "I whisper the word that I never thought I'd ever say."
  • "'Cause I found what I was missing."
  • "I can feel the darkness coming."
  • "Call my name and I'll come running."
  • "Lay all over me and cast away my doubt."
  • "Is this hell or heaven?"
  • "My heart is empty."
  • "There's something about your love."
  • "There's something that makes me lose my mind and never come back down."
  • "You won't feel the pain I've caused at all."
  • "You will find someone new."
  • "He won't lie or torture you."
  • "You won't cry for what you've lost at all."
  • "You will thank the Lord that I'm gone."

mother-of-jackson  asked:

AU Nico gets in an accident and there's permanent brain damage he doesn't remember dating Will and sometimes just spazzs Wills his doctor he keeps it together in front of Nico but then he leaves and Will breaks a bit and Nico is happy wills so nice

Two decades later, here it is. It turned out a little angsty..

Also, I don’t have any idea why I made it so long and added so many moments that didn’t have much to do with the original idea. 

There might be some mistakes too as I wrote it almost whole night and I often got distracted… 

At first there was only darkness and a dull, empty feeling. Then came the pain. Both physical and mental. Moments, memories, started floating in his mind as well as striking pain at his left side which made it hard to breathe. But the images were worse, people he knew started appearing in his mind, all pale, like ghosts. His mother, Maria di Angelo, his sister, Bianca. A sea-green-eyed boy, Percy, alongside a blonde girl, Annabeth. All those faces brought him pain he couldn’t quite place. He remembered a hotel, a man in dark suite, and his mother and sister. Then there was an explosion; his mother was gone. Then he was in the woods with his sister and the green-eyed boy, Percy. There was a monster, then a group of girls came, Bianca joined them. They were brought to a camp. A camp for people like him; demigods. Children with one mortal and one godly parent. Then one night he overheard a conversation, a promise was made. But then it was broken. Shortly after, Bianca was dead. He could feel all the pain, despair all over again. He didn’t know who he was. He didn’t have a place to go. He was only ten. He could feel the hate he felt towards Percy. But there was something more… 

More faces started appearing in his mind. A girl with golden eyes, Hazel. His half-sister. He had brought her back from death. Her boyfriend, Frank, a son of Mars. Jason , son of Jupiter, the first person after Bianca that understood and accepter him. Piper, his girlfriend. Leo, the annoying son of Hephaestus. Reyna, one of the few people he had opened to. 

Suddenly horrific images started flashing in front of him. A fall, place, filled with terrible views. Thousands of monsters, darkness all around, flaming river. Tartarus. Then there was a bronze jar. Cupid, who made him admit his crush; a statue and a satyr; a man, who he later turned into a ghost and sent to the Underworld.  Finally Camp Half-Blood again. A war. The war was won. There was piece for a while. But then there was this monster. He knew he was too tired to beat it but he still tried. He had almost made it, almost stabbed it but then something had went wrong. All after this moment was blank.

More and more holes started filling in the boy’s mind. He recalled his own name, Nico. Yet there was still an emtiness, right next to the pulsating pain in his chest. It was like the feeling when you wake up after a dream and could not remember what happened in it but knew it was a good one, not like the previous nightmares. Nico could remember the shadows of smiles, bright voice he could not entirely recognize, touches that he couldn’t quite place. It all seemed too distant, too surreal for him now. 

Suddenly the pain at his side started calming down until it was nothing more but a dull feeling. Then everything started to change. The memories, faces bcame brighter, they didn’t look like ghosts anymore. He could see everything clear now. The darkness around him was being replaced by soft light. He realised his eyes were closed. He could now sense that he was lying on something soft; a bed. There were voices around him, they sounded worried.

  Someone was worring for him. 

Very slowly and carefully, as he was afraid everything would dissapear, Nico opened his eyes. 

At first it was too bright but eventually his eyes adjusted. There were people around him. 

“Nico?” a worried female voice spoke. Hazel. 

He wanted to speak, tell her he’s okay but he couldn’t find his voice. 

“Guys, he’s awake.” someone else spoke then. It was Jason. A few more faces appeared in Nico’s sight. Jason, with Piper by his side. And Percy and Annabeth. She was sitting on a chair next to the bed’ Percy was lightly holding her hand. Nico didn’t feel anything at the sigh of them.

 Someone gave him a cup with water; he carefully took it and drank. It wasn’t water; nectar. 

“Do you remember anything?” a new voice spoke. Nico urned to it. Chiron. The Camp’s director. 

Nico nodded weakly. He could recognize the place he was, the camp’s Infirmary. 

“Good.” said the centaur. “You need to rest now. We would talk later.”  With those words, he left. 

“Nico.” repeated Hazel, tears shining in her eyes now. “We were all so worried. You were in a coma for two weeks.” she reached for his hand and squeezed it. 

Two weeks? Was this really so? He didn’t feel that so much time had passed but looking at the others’ faces, it was true. 

“Are you really okay?” asked Jason. 

“I-I’ll be fine.” managed to finally say Nico. His voice was hoarse and dry. 

“Nico!” someone suddenly bursted into the room. A blonde boy jumped on the bed and wrapped his arms around the son of Hades tightly. “I was so worried for you! I was afraid you might not wake up, and-” the boy chocked as he was crying; Nico couldn’t tell for sure as his face was pressed into the boy’s shirt. 

“Who-who are you?” Nico managed to ask finally. He didn’t meant to be rude but he didn’t know the boy and this situation was confusing him. 

The boy slowly let go of Nico and pulled back enough so he would look at him. There was a surprise written all over his face. It also showed something that the dark-haired boy couldn’t quite place. Sadness? Grief? 

“I’m Will.” answered the other one. “Will Solace. Don’t you.. don’t you remember me?” 

Nico slowly shook his head.

“Sorry.” he managed to say. The name didn’t mean anything to him. 

“We’d better get going.” said Annabeth, tugging at Percy’s sleeve. “Hope you get better soon, Nico.” 

“We’ll come by again those days.” added Percy.

With those words, the two of them left. 

“We’d better go as well, you really need to rest.” said Jason as he and Piper got up. 

“Hope you feel better soon.” wished him the daughter of Aphrodite before they also left. 

Now it was only Hazel and this boy, Will. Nico wasn’t quite sure what exactly made the others leave so suddenly but he didn’t really thought it was the time to consider it. 

There was an awkward silence settled between the three now. That was, until Hazel spoke. 

“Nico,” she said, her voice was soft and calm, as she was talking to a scared animal. “Will is-” 

“-your doctor.” finished the sentance the blonde. “I’m your doctor. That’s it.” 

His voice sounded dull and empty. Nico could recognize his tone; he had spoken the same way to Percy when he saw him in Camp Jupiter all those years ago. But why was his person acting like that? Why Nico couldn’t remember him? Surely, he couldn’t have missed seeing him and he doubted that a new child in camp would be appointed to take care of the wounded campers so quickly. Also, he was too old and it was unlikely for him to be new. 

“I don’t like losing patients.” said Will. “That’s why I was so happy you woke up. Now if you would excuse me. I have to visit one other camper.” with those words he quickly left. 

Nico looked at Hazel, hoping for an explanation. However, all he got was a sympathetic smile and a shudder. 

“Do you want to talk?” she asked him. He shook his head. There was nothing he wanted to say right now. 

That night Will didn’t go to the Campfire. Nor he visited another camper. As soon as he left the room, he ran. He ran  as fast as he could and as far as he could reach, not caring for anything and anyone. There was only one thought in his mind. Nico didn’t remember him. His Nico. His Death Boy. He couldn’t recognize him. The son of Apollo could feel hot tears running down his face. Two weeks. For two weeks he couldn’t sleep or eat right. He couldn’t think of anything but the very real chance of losing Nico. When he had heard the exitment from the room the other boy was placed in earlier; his happiness was almost unbearable. He felt as he could fly. There were so many things he wanted to say, to so.  But then it all faded. Nico didn’t recognize him. He had lost him.

 He was still happy, of course. Nico had woken up. He was going to survive. But the thought that he would never be able to talk to him, to touch him like before, made Will’s heart sink. After all the difficulties they had went through. After all this waiting, hoping, this is what finally happened. 

It wasn’t fair. Will wanted to scream. It wasn’t fair to lose all the people he loved. When he was only eleven, his mother had died. His two half brothers, Michael Yew and Lee Fletcher were both slain during battles. Will was a healer. He knew he couldn’t save everyone. He knew that death came sooner or later and also knew that most demigods died at a young age. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel that it was unfair to lose the one person he loved so dearly. 

When Nico had asked who he was, he couldn’t bring himself to tell him the truth. Or at least, all the truth. He couldn’t bare to watch the person he loved for two years now, look at him and not know what to do. For Hades’ sake, Will also wouldn’t know what to do on Nico’s place! He seemed to recognize all the other people but him. How could he tell the boy that they were in a relationship for year and a half now when the other didn’t even know his name? No, it was better if Nico didn’t know. Then Will would also pretend it was not true. He would only hope that one day, maybe, Nico would remember. Maybe he would love him again. But it was going to be one day. Not now. And there was nothing Will could do about it. 

Soon enough, he reached the lake. Exhausted from all the running and emotions inside of him, he collapsed and stayed there for the rest of the day. 

It was one week later when Nico was finally able to leave the Infirmary and return to Cabin 13. It was surprisingly soon but after all, demigods were healing sooner than normal people as they used nectar and ambrosia. Of course, it still hurted a little, as Nico later found out, he had several broken ribs and one of his kidneys was pierced, but he was going to survive. He only needed to rest and return to the Infirmary so Will could check how his healing was going on every few days. 

Nico softly sighed at the thought as he was walking, Hazel right next to him in case he needed help or anything. 

He still didn’t know what exactly was this thing with Will. Ever since the first time he saw him, the other boy acted distant, profesional with him. He didn’t talk to Nico unless it was necessary. Not that the dark-haired boy minded this but it felt strange. The blonde’s behaviour was much different than it was at first but it didn’t seem as anyone was willing to tell Nico what exactly it was that made him act this way. 

When they reached the Cabin, Hazel insisted that Nico should lie down on bed and not get up or move unless required. 

“Don’t worry for the meals, I already spoke with Chiron and it is okay to bring them here.” she said. “Jason and the others promised to visit you later.” Nico only nodded. 

The other demigods had visited Nico several times as he was still in the Infirmary. They didn’t stay long but it was still comforting to know that someone cared. He wasn’t sure why Percy and Annabeth actually came but he didn’t mind. They were good friends, even if he wasn’t very close with them for obvious reasons. 

“I’ll have to return to Camp Jupiter soon.” said Hazel in a tinier voice after a while. 

She had told Nico that as soon as she had heard about him, she had came to Camp Half-Blood as soon as possible but both of them knew she belonged in the other Camp. There wasn’t a war anymore between Greeks and Romans but she belonged there. The same way that Nico thought he belonged to Camp Half-Blood despite his previous refusement. But there was this feeling again, the emptiness. The thing that kept him in Camp was missing. 

“I know you.” the words startled Will. However, his exitment was short. “You delivered Coach Hedge and Mellie’s baby, right?” asked Nico as soon as Will went into the room. 

The blonde felt his heart sink once again. Every time he saw Nico, the hope was rising in him, only to be removed by almost unbearable sadness later. 

“Yeah.” he admitted, moving closer to the other boy but still keeping his distance. 

“Later you called me an idiot.” acussed him Nico and Will couldn’t help but smile a little. 

“I guess I did.” It was still better than nothing. Maybe Nico didn’t remember to be Will’s boyfriend but at least he remembered who Will was now. 

“You believed that I bleong here.” stated Nico again, now also smiling. 

Will nodded. 

“I thought you were my friend.” Nico spoke again, This time his voice was more serious. “Why didn’t you tell me, Will?”

“Didn’t think it was the right time.” shrugged Will. 

Nico only nodded and then went quiet. 

“Let’s see how your healing is going…” 

Later that day, WIll found himself by the lake, tears streaming down his face again. 

“Hey, Neeks.” greeted Jason as he went into Cabin 13. “Feeling better?” he asked. 

Nico nodded. 

“I brought you dinner.” said Jason again, hanging the other boy a dish with pizza in it. “Also, here’s something special.” the boy reached into his pocked and pulled out a can of Coca-Cola from it. “The Stolls asked me to give you this. Hopefully, it won’t kill you.” 

“Thanks.” Nico managed to say, smiling. He didn’t like to admit it but he actually liked being taken care of, even if by only being visited and sometimes brought something by the others. 

“I heard Hazel was going to leave tomorrow morning.” said Jason after a while. Nico nodded again. 

“Yeah.” he answered. “I was hoping to come and see her off.” admitted the boy. 

“Do you think it would be a good idea?” asked Jason when he heard that. 

“I apprechiate that you care but I’m fine, really. I can walk by myself and rarely feel pain at all.” reassured him the son of Hades. “It won’t do any harm to go out of here for a while in order to do something else that visit the Infirmary.” 

“Sure.” agreed the blonde. 

“Hope you travel well.” said Nico as he came to stand in front of Hazel. He, Percy, Annabeth, Jason and Piper had came to the borders of the Camp, just next to Thalia’s three, to see their friend off. 

“Thanks.” said Hazel. “I’ll Iris message you as soon as I’m there.” she promised. 

“I’ll be looking forward to it.” smiled Nico. 

Hazel hugged him tightly. 

“Take care.” she whispered to him. 

“You too.” he answered. 

After that, she said her goodbyes with the others and left. Soon after, Jason and Percy decided to go training and the girls joined them, leaving Nico alone. The boy didn’t mind, really. He was used to being alone since a lot of time now. 

Slowly, without hurring for anywhere, he made his way down the hill and towards the wood. He didn’t feel like returning to the Hades cabin just yet. It was the end of the summer, still hot but not impossibly and he enjoyed staying outside. Before, Nico would have never stayed out just to enjoy the sunny weather but he had changed a lot since then. 

The son of Hades walked for about half an hour, when he heard it. A distant weep. It was quiet, almost as if it wasn’t there but he somehow heard it. He still didn’t really like socializing and communicating with people much, but he couldn’t help it. He had to know who it was. The feeling of grief and lonliness wasn’t unfamiliar to him. 

Following the voice, Nico soon found himself by the lake where there was a figure, sitting on the sand. It had their arms wrapped around their knees, a blonde head tilted down. 

Will. Nico realised. 

He didn’t know what to do. Yes, he remembered small bits of Will now. But the other boy was still looked too distant and somehow unfamiliar to Nico. Also, it was a personal moment, Nico didn’t want to ruin it. 

He is all alone. Suddenly thought Nico. He knew the best how awful it was to felt alone, forgotten. Now, when there were actually people caring for him and asking if he was fine, the son of Hades didn’t feel as he once did but even after hundred almost-deadly wounds, he wouldn’t forget what the feeling was. With a sigh, he approached the son of Apollo. 

“Will.” he quietly said as if not to scare him. It didn’t work. The other boy jumped startled and turned around to look at Nico, confusion written all over his face. 

“Nico?” he asked. “What are you doing here? You were supposed to rest.” he accused him.

“I went to see Hazel off and didn’t want to return to my cabin again.” th boy admitted, taking a step closer. “Are you okay?” 

“I-I’m fine.” said the other boy, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand in an unusually hurried and angry manner. “You should go back.” he used his doctor’s tone. 

“You lied.” stated Nico as if it wasn’t already obvious. He made a few more steps until he was in front of Will. “What is it?” he asked softly. 

“You wouldn’t understand.” Will shook his head. 

Nico sat down next to him. “Try me.” he said, determined to understand what had made the son of Apollo so sad. 

When the other stubbornly refused to look at him or talk, Nico spoke again. 

“Look, I know that there’s no reason to trust me with your personal issues but I know better than everyone how you feel.” 

“No, you don’t.” said Will, still ignoring him, burried in his own thoughts. “I.. I lost someone very important for me.” he then added softer. 

“You thought I wouldn’t understand this from everything?” bitterly asked him Nico. “Will, I’ve lost too many people in my life already.” he hesitantly reached for the other boy and placed his hand over his. Will’s arm was warm and soft, Nico noted. It brought some kind of comfort, touching it, even thought it had to work the other way. 

Will jumped a little again and looked at their hands, then at Nico. This made the other boy almost want to pull his away. There was something strange in Will’s eyes. As if this gesture from Nico had hurt him somehow. 

“It’s not the same.” said the blonde quietly. “They’re not dead. But it would never be the same as it once was.” he slowly pulled his hand from under Nico’s, looking at the distance where small waves were crushing in the sand. 

Nico didn’t know what do say or do. He couldn’t help Will. 

“Please go, Nico.” said Will again. There was bitterness in his voice again. He really meant it. Nico decided to do as he was told. 

The next day Will went to the Infirmary later than usual. He hadn’t got much sleep that night, the last day’s events running in his mind over and over again. He felt angry. He was angry with himself for acting so rude. He was angry with Nico for finding him, pouring more salt into his wounds even thought the other boy didn’t know it. He was angry with the Fates for the whole situation. 

He lazily made his way into one of the rooms. There weren’t many campers that needed help this morning, luckily. 

However, there was a person, sitting on the bed. 

“Nico.” said Will. There was a surprise in his voice. What was the other boy doing there? “I’m sorry, I had probably forgotten that you had to come-” he started saying with a firm voice, not letting his previous emotions show but he was suddenly cut off. 

“Will.” said Nico. He got up and approached him. Will looked up at him. The way he had said his name, the tone, surprised the blonde. There was hope in it, but also impatience and what seemed like happiness. The other boy stopped right in front of the son of Apollo. He looked him in the eyes. There was a gleam in his that Will couldn’t quite place. It looked so familiar, a gleam he had never expected to see again. “I remembered.” said Nico simply, a smile forming on his face. “I remembered everything.” 

edit (I wasn’t very clear on my initial post): I’m honestly terrible at wording things but I hope you guys catch my drift. There needs to be appreciation for people of mixed/dual races, and of the kids who aren’t your standard poc but also don’t look like your standard non poc. Culture/race/etc is a lot more rich than it being one or the other and there is a huge chunk of people who are mixed on both ends of the spectrums in so many different combinations that can be very complex from area to area. There isn’t just two sides to the ‘race/culture’ coin, there’s a MASSIVE grouping that doesn’t exist within the standard categorisation, and those sides need to be celebrated and appreciated too. The current and popularly referred to, two categories of ‘non poc’ and ’poc’  isn’t right, and completely erases a huge chunk of cultures/races/etc. It’s a lot more wide spread than just you’re this or that due to your skin being this or that, especially in many places, for example, Europe. 

Here I’m talking about the kids who get told they really aren’t a) because they look too much like b) and vice versa, and theres a huge dilemma existing; that’s extremely damaging and detrimental, and it’s one that is constantly brushed under the rug because of how well people ‘pass’ for being on one end of the spectrum as opposed to the other. The prejudice is a lot more ~subtle~ by some people’s standards, however it’s unfortunately very much there and it’s a lot of pressure too. It’s detrimental and needs to be addressed asap. I’ve had the pleasure (however upsetting at times) of coming across some wonderful people on here who are biracial as well and it saddens me to learn other people have the same shitty experiences I’ve had with it.

Yup those are the mixed kids, biracial, dual culture, however you want to word it, you all know who you are and I’m not going to dictate who is and who isn’t since it’s not my place. But you’re all rich with your heritage, your culture and you should embrace it and I think there needs to be a way to show that appreciation, that pride sometime too! 

Why I'm happy to see each school help me in battle
  • storm: i get to mess around and do anything because the battle is gonna be really short and i always get to watch the show of how much damage they just easily did
  • ice: no matter what i am not gonna die, and they can go first for me in battle :) not to mention how often they can stun! basically i feel a hundred times safer with an ice wizard than anyone else
  • fire: they pretty much have the battle in their hands and can hit for an amazing amount, with all the over time stuff but i don't have to worry about them dying much and I get to help out too!
  • death: i get a little scared because of how independent they are and how surprising their damage is always and they usually are prepared for pretty much any situation
  • myth: at first i think they're just gonna be doing their thing not bothering me and then they go and do something i honestly was never expecting like earthquake or something. they've got so many spells for so many situations... i have to say these are some of your smartest wizards
  • life: the whole crew becomes invincible when there's a life wizard around. i've met so many that are so generous that they'll heal you before themselves and its so beautiful. not to mention the occasional savage lash out on the enemies that blows us all away
  • balance: these guys make us all look good. they have literally so much to turn the average wizard into a complete boss in a matter of two rounds it's scary. they can play pretty much any role with good success

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anonymous asked:

I've set my suicide date, written a note. All I need is the guts to do it. I just don't believe the damage to my body or psyche can be undone. Neuroplasticity can only take you so far. I recognise there are some beautiful moments in life, but they are NOT worth being in this much pain for. People don't know the atrocities I've seen since early childhood. I grew up alone while being subjected to torment, humiliation, ridicule, violence. There's too much pain, my mind's gone.

No one can understand what you have been through, but you. When people write or speak to you they speak from the experience they’ve had and the hope they have found in the pain from their life. They and I, are just here to say there is always hope for an end to these things no matter how bad. All things change and all things pass no matter how intense.

That beauty that you see is evidence that there is more than pain in you. You are the source of the beauty. It comes from you. That beauty that you can see glimpses of, doesn’t come from life, life just is, it comes from you. It is in you. It is the same part of you that will choose life amid the pain and hope amid all the hurt. This is the part that writes and reaches out. It is the part of you that doesn’t want to go through with this and the part of you that knows, not with your mind, but knows that it can get better. This is in you. And that part of you can expand and grow, just as the pain and hurt have grown in you, it can grow. We are here to tell you that from our experience that place can grow and expand in you. It is in all of us and it can grow in all of us. So, find the beauty in life and sense that it doesn’t come from what you are seeing or doing but from you. Try to sense that you are the source. I fully don’t know you, but I know what it is like to have a human body and human pain and human joy and I know that one can proceed the other and lead to the other. Pain can lead to joy.

You say your mind is done and that may be good, the part of you that hopes and sees beauty isn’t a part of your mind. It’s in your heart, under the pain. And maybe it’s time for that part of you to come through and lead you. The mind knows facts and figures and techniques to use, but it doesn’t know hope and beauty. The mind thinks it knows the future, but the mind can’t see it own limitations, it can’t know what it doesn’t know. The fact is the future is uncertain. No one truly knows. And if you work on these things your future won’t be a reflection of your past. It can’t be. I’m not trying to say you’ll have a perfect joy filled life, maybe you will, I’m just saying that you CAN bring joy and pleasure into your life, because it comes from you. You can know that as well. All you need is you, not your life or your physical body to be a certain way. You just need to be here, alive.

I just hope that you can see that it truly is worth it and that beauty can expand and all you need for this to happen is you. I hope you continue to seek help and go back to the specific and the intense help that you have sought out and are just in between right now.

Just because you see suicide as the only way out, it doesn’t have to be, you are strong. The healing is intense, it is dealing with the pain and that is nowhere near being comfortable, but the end results you can see are worth it regardless of how bad it is now. Try to see that the mind only sees how trauma is currently or has been healed, it doesn’t know how things can go in the future, new techniques and new breakthroughs are possible. Think if you had a bad infection the day before penicillin was discovered, you wouldn’t have been able to imagine the revolutionary healing that penicillin would bring to you. Things change and evolve in ways we can’t predict with the mind. Try to just see that improvements in technique, application and your willingness to adapt to that help are possible. Try to just get a glimpse of this.

I hope you can truly see that it is better to stay here than to put an end to it. People who aren’t born yet that will deal with the pain you are healing need you. The whole world needs you. I see this and I hope you may get a small glimpse of this too. I just hope you see the value of your life even if there is intense things in it. I hope you see that it is worth it and you are worth it. I truly hope you can see that this is just apart of a long story called your life and that this is not the end of your story.

Much Love,