Life sends people your way, and some are meant to stay in your life.
These people will love you, make you laugh, give you strength and make life one of the greatest gifts a person can receive. Others are considered lessons. This specific person was a lesson.
I did not know who I was at this point in my life. I mean, I am still trying to figure out who I am right now, but I have a way better idea and have set goals into place. A couple years ago, I was nowhere near being an adult. Sure, I was of legal age. But my mind set and maturity was not up to par with how I am now.
Being this immature was easy to spot out by this person. I was so vulnerable this person decided to take advantage of this. I allowed this person into my life. But, I cannot fully blame myself for how I was treated. This person chose to be abusive. This person chose to put me down every single chance they got. Everyday was a constant battle within myself. One day I just cried and cried. The person yelled at me. My Grandma had just passed away. The person said, "Get a life!" And hung up. At this moment I knew they were right. For once, this person actually made some sense. This person actually said one piece of advice, no matter how harsh it was.
I picked myself up, after months and months of being at rock-bottom. I had let myself get this far down as a result of letting this person into my life and letting grief over take my daily thoughts. I started to live. I went out more with friends. I hung out with my cousins and opened up more to them. I hugged my mom more. I talked to my dad more. I let myself live life. I even got to a concert two hours early just to stand front row at a concert and met the lead singer. I traveled. I learned how to knit, become better at photography and sang my heart out. I wrote so so much. I recorded my first song. I found love within myself. I realized. I already had a life and I was enough. I did have people there for me even if that person had left.
