“Choose Life”

Choose life. Choose almost dying. Choose not speaking when you should. Choose going mental when strangers take your toys. Choose a special school in the city. Choose to get bullied. Choose wondering what’s wrong with you. Choose new friends. Choose Jesus. Choose Gaelige. Choose speaking when you shouldn’t. Choose Canada. Choose insecurity. Choose ill-fitting clothes. Choose grief. Choose scary texts. Choose medals. Choose music. Choose obsessions. Choose another year. Choose the internet. Choose letters to actors. Choose letters to actors. Choose coffee. Choose poetry. Choose your passion. Choose anxiety. Choose trouble. Choose having everything at stake. Choose parties. Choose acting on your instincts. Choose finally getting what you fought for.

Choose life.

“Becoming Normal”

For a dozen years or so I believed I was different. For the wrong reasons.

Many children dreamed of being firemen or princesses. I however, dreamed of being normal (and a Pokémon trainer).

I trudged through my Janis Ian phase of insecurity, low-self esteem, lonliness, heart break, bereavement, fear and poor self-image, I had grown and survived.

I learned the truth at seventeen that people can change for the better. And that’s what happened to me.

Upon my twentieth year, I learned that I was not alone. I learned that deep down inside all of us, we feel lost, sad, angry and scared like children. We all have problems, faults, disabilities, scars.

Perhaps I was always normal after all.