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Author: dominiquelaura
I never thought I’d catch serious feelings for someone at seventeen—isn’t life complicated enough at this age?—let alone for my polar opposite. I’m the quiet, reserved bookworm. He’s the popular, confident jock at the center of every party. He’s also kind, charming, and sweet. The determined wide receiver worms his way past my defenses. I see a side of him no one else does, and he makes me feel … does, and he makes me feel things I’ve only ever read about. He isn’t my perfect match, but at some point, I can’t ignore what my heart is trying to…
Perfect and effortless on the outside.Ugly, ever-crippling pain on the inside.I use sex as a distraction from the voice in my head urging me to end my life.I lie to everyone. My best friend, my brother, my therapist, even to myself.But truths come out eventually, and mine is about to be set free.For my sanity.For my soul. For love.For the possibility of making it through the chaos alive.This is … it through the chaos alive.This is my road to suicide.My love letter to myself.My attempt at honesty.more
At fourteen years old, I loved him.Hard.So hard it hurt.I loved him, but love isn’t what it was.It was a game, a lie. And I would never be the same.I fell in love with a liar, and when the truth was uncovered, he left my heart shattered and never looked back.So I didn’t either. I moved on, went to college, and I lived my life without him, pushing thoughts of him away whenever they tried to break … whenever they tried to break through the bubble I had created for myself.I was twenty-four when he came back into my life,…
I wanted to give up.I wanted to give into the hurt and not look back.I wanted to let my demons win and succumb to the pain.I didn’t want to live because leaving would be easier than dealing with it all.But leaving wasn’t an option. Not when my best friends held onto me for dear life, and not when my heart had found one more person to beat for.I was going to fight. I was going to love.I was Daysie … going to love.I was Daysie Flores and I was going to find every reason in the world to live—to stay.Note:…