Stepbrothers' Darling

by K.A. Knight

My worth is not dependent on others’ opinions of me.

You care, Blair, probably more deeply than anyone, which is why you hide it and conceal these feelings, because it only leads to being hurt and you are tired of it. It’s your biggest secret. You’re not the tough bitch you project. Inside, you’re all soft, but it’s marred, scarred, from how others treat you.”

Being a friend doesn’t mean blind adoration, it means calling you on your shit when you need it.

It’s for the best. She deserves better than me. She deserves a true friend, not this broken piece of shit. I gave her every part of me I could, but it’s not enough. I’m never enough.

“Never be ashamed to be different. You are who you are meant to be, and you are magnificent. This world would be a boring place if we were all the same. So embrace it, be who you are meant to be, who you want to be, you amazing weirdo, and don’t you ever let anyone make you feel like you’re less just because you don’t fit the mould.

But loving someone means that you love every part of them, even when it scares you.

Sometimes you can have everything in the world and still feel so empty and alone.

This world isn’t going to give you anything, baby girl. You can walk through life thinking it owes you shit, but it doesn’t. You take what you want, and you fight for it with everything you have.

“I’m scared,” I confess ashamedly. “Who the hell isn’t?” She laughs. “But what you have to ask yourself is this: do I fear the thing more than the fear of never doing it?

Fighting yourself because you don’t want to stand out and denying what you truly want since it’s different only leads to your own unhappiness, not anyone else’s. As long as you can live with yourself, as long as you can look back on your life and say that you were truly happy, that you did everything you wanted to and lived with no regrets, then who cares?