1; the best thing

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1; the best thing

Taegi;;

I was a mess. My thoughts were a mess, my movements were a mess, but everyone told me that I was doing fine.

Fine.

I never loathed the word until I heard it from their mouth.

I know I am not fine. I never was. But that doesn't mean I can't pretend.

And I hate myself for it.

Hate myself for lying to everyone. Hate myself for pretending.

But everyone expected me to be the jolly Taehyung and they'll get it. They'll get it because I don't want them to frown at me and ask me what's wrong.

I am not weak. I can handle my own problems. I don't need people to comfort me. I am fine.

There's that word again.

But today, I was a mess. And I was doing it on purpose. But they kept telling me that it's okay.

"You're just being you, Taehyung. And we will always accept you, whatever happens." Hoseok was saying with a smile.

It would be rude if I don't smile so I tried to.

Jimin was patting my back, "You're not weird, Taehyung. It's just that you're so special, so unique, so distinct from others, that you tend to be talked about by people."

Special, unique, distinct.

"Jimin's right. Don't let them bring you down, Tae." Jungkook looked worriedly at me.

I hate that lo

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ash_kim #1 Nov 27, 2016 22:39:22

That was wonderfully written and I just wanted to let you know that you are not alone.
Also, do not feel discouraged to keep on updating. You are an amazing writer and you put yourself in your stories which makes them even the more better.
Thank you for your time and effort into making such beautiful stories. Thank you for having the courage and ability to share them. :)
Keep up the good work :)

angelicabq #2 Nov 18, 2016 16:37:26

Chapter 7: I kind of understand you. Be strong everything it's going to be better someday I promise you as a person that lived something similar. I was bullied from first grade of school till 9th grade of middle school. In high-school I closed myself to everyone and in 11th and 12thgrade I opened to my friends of that time. The difference it's that when I opened to them of my anxiety disorder caused from been bullied almost all my life and about my depression they didn't understand me and leave me. Now I'm in college with friends that understand me and don't see me weird, they love me because of me, they said anxiety and depression are a part of me that they love because it's what makes me. When they see me taking my medicine they understand that I'm not crazy, that it's only a part of my mind that they accept. When I'm sad or start trembling because of a panic attack they don't act scare and try to help me. Even if I don't have a lot of friends the ones that I have are the ones I need because they helped me to see that I'm a nice person and I deserved happiness. I couldn't mend my past relationship with the friends that i betrayed but I really hope for you to do.

Gdae_Woo #3 Nov 10, 2016 17:45:57

Chapter 3: Markson... So cuteee... So beautiful ^^