月

Twenty-seven. Still alive. Still trying to survive. Back when I was in my darkest moment of life, I decided to leave the world in this number. But a lot has happened since then and changed everything in me. And now, I'm still here. Looking back, I used to just wait for my parents to give me birthday money so I can at least feel special. Now, I can do it for myself. I still have a long way to get to the life I want but I have come a long way already. I'm kind of glad I wasn't able to end it here. I'm glad there are still people willing to stay with me to witness my success. To witness my future. I am thankful. Normally, birthdays make me sad. It still made me feel sad especially this year where I was supposed to end everything, and yet, I feel hopeful instead. I will get past this. I will get there. Life is not a race. I don't need anyone else's approval on how I should live my second life.