bring it, hurricane ike.

i know it's incredibly selfish and pathetic of me, but i love when my best friend's mom, aka my other mom, calls me when she's drinking. she shouldn't be drinking. it's horrible for her. but, when she is, she always showers me with compliments.

"you are SUCH a remarkable kid, how did you turn out so well with such shitty parents?"

"have i mentioned how amazing i think you are?"

"you're so smart, i know you'll be able to do anything you want"

"i just don't know how you turned out so well, but you did. i mean it, you're just amazing in every aspect. i'm so proud of you"

"i really mean it, you're fantastic."

it just feels <i>good</i> to have a parent figure finally say something positive. it's so fucking nice to not hear "you're a shitty waste of space" every time an adult wants to speak to me. it's beyond words when someone makes you feel like you're worth something. it's people like her that keep me fighting every day.

and i hope, i genuinely do, that you, whoever you are, have someone as amazing as this women that makes my life brighter. i hope that everyone is as lucky as i am. and, if you're not, don't let it get you down. i've been there. keep marching on. the hills never get easier to climb, but knowing that you have support somehow makes the journey that much more enjoyable.

<3