On July 14th, 2000, I survived being born.
On April 5th, 2003, I survived my first surgery.
In Spring 2009, I survived my entire grade hating me because of a rumour.
On February 8th, 2010, I survived my first suicide attempt.
On September 14, 2014, I survived my first day of high school.
On February 15, 2018, I survived my first break-up.
On May 23, 2018, I survived being knocked unconscious in the middle of a lake.
On July 11, 2018, I survived a severe inhalation of muratic acid.
If I can survive all that, what’s stopping me from going one more day?
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survival? In my case I’ll call it ‘existing’.
We all live through similar experiences, and all come out with different outcomes.
I’m happy to hear that you can relate to my post, however I do feel like your intent was trying to diminish my feelings towards some tough events in my life.
I do suggest that next time you feel the need to “one-up” someone, you take a step back and think if that is really a necessary point to share.
Sorry about that. I don’t really like associating with people anymore. Just tired of it all. Sorry if this came across as diminishing your feelings. I feel that people do this to me alot. Did really not mean anything bad with my comment. Again sorry…
Thank you for your apology.
It’s so easy to misjudge a person’s intentions when all you have is their words to read. Thank you for explaining yourself