I had my right hand on the steering wheel while my left had just laid next to my side. I could feel the right side of my car driving off the pavement. I could hear the rocks hitting the side and the tires running off the pavement making loud sounds. I saw the empty farms and to my right and then trees, big trees. I had my mind set that I was going to drive my car right into those trees and possibly putting an end to all my worry and pain. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Instead I yanked the steering wheel to the left, getting the car back on the road. I started to question myself and my state of mind to what I really wanted to do.
As a teenager, I’ve gathered a couple speeding tickets and everyone always told me that “One decision could change my whole life” and they had no idea how much I knew that. I had the decision of whether I wanted to erase myself from the world or fight through battles I thought I couldn’t get pass. My best friend told me that sticking around and difficult times in our life are the times that make us stronger and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to believe her or not. I ended up taking her advice and I’m pretty sure I made the right decision to stick around. There are times that I wish I could go back to that time in the car on that gloomy day and change my decision but now, at least, I see that I can possibly move on and fight though the battles that I thought I would loose to.