About why I write.
And about who I am.
So let me clear a few things up.
I write because I am a teacher.
A teacher by profession (in a few short months) but also by existence.
I was a teacher from the moment I arrived on this earth.
I am a teacher, and so I write.
I write because my story will save lives.
Because what I have to say,
people need to hear.
I write, because I want to teach the world that life is hard sometimes.
And that is okay.
I write because it is good to crack open the facade that tells us to pretend everything is fine.
Everything doesn't have to be fine.
But you will still get through it.
My lessons do not come from books, here on this blog.
No lesson plans, no worksheets.
They come from me.
From my life.
My life is my worksheet.
These lessons come from who I am.
I am a teacher.
And so I will teach.
I will teach what pain feels like when you don't think you're good enough.
I will teach that you will get through it, too.
I will teach what it feels like when people question your authenticity. When people tell you that who you are isn't who you're supposed to be.
And I will teach you how to grow stronger from their lies.
I will teach that you are beautiful
Even if you don't look like all the other fish in the pond.
I will teach you that you are still so beautiful.
I will teach you this, because this is what I have learned. And I want you to learn it too.
I write because I am a survivor.
I write because I know that:
Growing up around alcoholism is hard
Having divorced parents is hard
Relationships are hard
Being sexually assaulted is hard
I write because I know all of those things to be true.
Because I lived them.
I do not write for attention (although some may think that)
I do not write for pity (although some may believe that)
I do not write for drama
Or shock value.
(Although if that's what gets you to stop and listen to what I have to say, then good.)
Because from what I have lived
And what I have learned
You can learn too.