Naively, I thought this story was a gift I had given to someone when in reality, it was more of a selfish need to be heard and a need to make sense of everything I had been going through. The gift that I wanted to give had always been there.

In the recent month, especially leading up to the last couple of days, I had gone through much suffering, mostly mental and physical, but even more so emotional. There were times where I wanted to die. But at the same time, I haven't felt more driven and filled with meaning than ever before. The skies are bluer and trees greener, the air is cleaner and the world is brighter. For these reasons, a gift that I initially, selfishly hid from everyone for a few months shall now be open for all to read so that I may move on from all the mistakes and all the accomplishments that have been made here.

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

Writing and explaining things are my biggest passions. It helps make things a little clearer. It makes me happy. I'm glad that that someone I met helped me in that way.