Those who hurt others will also hurt themselves.

Your life is yours and yours alone. No one has the right to take it from you. That's right- no one. Not even your parents. And if someone wants threatens to take it from you...it's okay to run and never look back. You're more than allowed to protect yourself. Expecting someone to smile and say thank you to their family...when that "family" is stepping all over them- that's just abuse. It's just a curse.

I know that happy things and fun things eventually come to an end. But things that are scary and sad come to an end, too. They always do. Even if you can’t always believe that…please don’t give up. Live. I want you to live. Even if you make a mistake. Even if you take the long way. It’s still okay. Just please…please, live. Don’t give up on pushing forward. Please. At least don’t give up on that. Even if I’m not by your side, it’s still okay. It’s okay.

I want to live my life, carrying my memories with me. Even if those memories are painful, even if those memories do nothing but hurt me, even if I wish I could forget those memories… As long as I keep carrying them with me, and don’t run away from them… Someday, I believe I will get to the point where I’m not oppressed by those memories. That’s what I want to believe. I’d like to think that there’s not a single memory that I have which would be okay to forget.

It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Partings are the beginnings of new meetings. Beginnings happen because there are endings…Meetings. Beginnings. It's not too late…to believe in them after the fact.

...you must always be yourself, and do things at your own pace. Someday, you'll catch up.