Original Written Date: June 21, 2017
Yesterday, I began watching 13 Reasons Why and today, without even pausing once, I finished watching it. 3 years ago, I read this book, and even though the tv show aired months ago, I was afraid of watching it, fearing it would ruin my beloved book. At the end, I watched it, and it was beautiful, perhaps beyond better than the book. I heard things about what the tv show is doing, like embracing suicide, and raising millenials to kill themselves. But guess what, this is the ugly truth. Society forces us to have a phony smile in our faces, when truly, we are dying on the inside. Don’t call out and judge the people who think about suicide, because the once who should be called out are, sincerely, everyone, for creating a society to exclude someone for being different, and telling them to be afraid and stay quiet.
Thanks to Selena Gomez and everyone who made possible this project, and creating awareness about something that everyone has to deal with it secretly. Thanks for showing the reality of something that we pretend it doesn’t exist, in a raw, and an accurate, and without censoring it.
I think it this way: everyone is going to be part of the circle of bully. I have being bullied, I bullied, and even though I passed high school, and now I’m at university, I still get bullied. No one is perfect, which is unavoidable, yet, learning from our mistakes is an option.
If you have bullied someone, understand and live with the consequences you caused them. Like Hannah Baker said, “You don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life. Everything. . . affects everything.”
And if you are being bully, I hope the pain people cause you makes you stronger. Because this is what some people do: staying strong. That is what I do every single day of my life, even though there are days that I just want to give up.
I’ll be lying if I say that it didn’t cross my mind of wanting to kill myself, and who wouldn’t this day. There are days I want to give up, because I feel nothing, and I like it more when I’m dreaming than when I am awake. Call me suicidal, because that is what people do, they just talk and talk, and do nothing. But I stop caring about words a long time ago. What keeps me alive, is the reasons, like being a daughter and a sister. That’s why I tattooed ‘family’ in myself. My life isn’t really my own, it also from the people I love and cares about me.
So if you want to give up, give up. For stupid reasons, that is an option. Yet, I hope you always have in mind what you’re leaving behind, and I guarantee you that there is someone out there, who wants to take your hand and shake it off. Yes, I’m also waiting for that person, maybe you should too.