The Perks of Being a Wallflower

by Stephen Chbosky

It’s strange the times people choose to be generous.

The inside jokes weren’t jokes anymore. They had become stories. Nobody brought up the bad names or the bad times. And nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia.

You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things.”

So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

You are not alone. Understand, friend, there are millions of us. Millions of people who struggle with (and overcome) all sorts of problems. You would be shocked to know how many people understand EXACTLY what you are going through.

On the contrary, it means that what you are going through is more. It is important. It deserves to be seen, spoken of, and understood.

If your mind or body has cried out for peace and acknowledgement and understanding, just know . . . You are part of an infinite family.

If you are reading these words, you WON today. You are here. You are alive. You have options.

We all get an ending. Whether or not it’s happy is up to us.