I don't know why....but I told him everything...everything. That night...mom...David...the bullying. Just something inside me told me to trust him and to tell him everything. It just felt right.

"Keep this between me and you please?" I ask softly. And he nods.

"I'm sorry...you have been through so much...no more cuts please? Can you promise me that?"

After the weight that has been lifted off my shoulders I actually smiled...me...smiling...I nodded.

I promise...

Back at school I tried not to pay attention to the bullies. And I surrounded myself with nice friends and eventually the bullying stopped. I was happy.

I fell in love but I didn't work out but I honestly didn't care because I was happy.

It felt like it was the first time in my life that I had ever been happy.

I saw how my momma looked at me now...complete awe and compassion and joy.

I focused on my classes and got straight A's.

I started hanging with friends on the weekends and having fun.

One night I came home from a party, no drinking for me, and I went to my window and sat on the window seat.

"God...I never did get a chance to thank you for answering my prayers...for making things better so..." I awkwardly looked at the stars "thank you."

Then I went to sleep. Peaceful dreams.

I had learned to embrace even the little things...

My life had really started to change.