Une question de survie

Màu nền
Font chữ
Font size
Chiều cao dòng


Ce texte n'est pas de moi, pourtant j'ai envie de vous le partager. Chaque fois il me touche. 


"December 6th 1994

Another day rises and I wasn't suppose to, but here I am. So what should I do ? I don't want to be here but apparently somebody is trying to tell me they don't want me there. 

I know that no one understands what I'm going through so I guess its just me from here on through. So now is the time for me to get rid of my crutches and decide who I am and what I want to be. They obviously don't know me and probably never will. 

So, as long as I'm still here on earth I promise never to put anyone through what I have. Remember how you felt and still feel the day after. Remember when you see a sad face or someone avoiding contact. Take the time to smile, say hi, ask how they're doing and really listen to the answer. 

Make sure you show love, kindness and appreciation. Sometimes just a smile could save someone from something terrible. Make people feel how you want to feel. 

Finally, find people you can trust and who will love you for you. Don't ever let yourself get back to this place. Don't let anyone get you back to these feelings. Do good to people and good about it. 

Read this as often as you need to but stick to it."


W.R.

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen2U.Pro