Introduction

I have yet to live a long life, though for the years I have lived, I have learned that we only have one chance to prove ourselves to the world. It is up to us whether we choose which path to walk down. It’s the decisions we make, and the way we perceive both ourselves, and others, determining the way we are judged. We are constantly being watched and examined by others, whether we like it or not. The friends you meet probably will not be your friends forever because everyone (including yourself, of course) changes. You grow up as your own individual and so will your friends, or even your boyfriend you dated for years and years. But it will be okay because you will find new friends, a new boyfriend, and you will always learn from each and every person you meet. Life is too short to be constantly stressed by working, studying and keeping up with your personal responsibilities. It will be okay to loose a few hours of sleep just to go out with some friends to enjoy yourself. And its fine to call in sick to work once in a while on a Sunday morning because you are too hung over from partying the night before. It is not okay however, to loose yourself through anything, or to focus your life on things other than yourself. This one chance you are given is called life. 

There are two words I am strongly against using; hate and regret. Hate is a ferocious, strong word and if you regret actions and decisions you have made in the past, what is the point in living? You live life to make mistakes and to learn from them. I think I am going to add one more word to this list. That word is fear. No matter how big or small, always face your fears. The one word I love using is love. Love is beautiful. This doesn’t have to be a love toward a significant other, just any kind of love. A parent-child love, a sibling love, a friend love, even a hobby love. Love creates smiles, it makes the soul happy. Always love move and hate less. 

I don’t know how long it will take me to write this.. I could be married with kids by the time I am done, but my goal is to write and not go back say a year from now and edit it. This is me, this is my life; and I want to share exactly this with you. However, that last perspective I had on life, changed in the past year. I am now curious to see the interactions between people, the thought processes of others, how do you trust someone? How does this world work? The first twenty years of my life, I had trusted my family doctor, my life was literally placed in his hands, and he told me I was crazy because of an apparent imagined pain I had in my legs. Only a couple of years later, this was found out to be the onset symptom of an autoimmune chronic illness. WHAT?! Is this a joke? No. This is life. 

Let’s start with the basics. I have a full name and a “fraud name” but I would like to use the name “Pretty” throughout this novel. I don’t really know (heck, what do I know) as of yet if I should use my full name, if I should openly share to the world my deep and personal thoughts and experiences. I think this is a question I’ll be able to answer more toward the ending(...continued). 

Author's Note

Please ignore grammar and spelling. I am more focused on gaining anonymous unbiased feedback on my ideas.