The Bitch Is Back

So obviously some of you might have noticed that my blog was turned private for a few days.

Last Tuesday I sort of  had a mental break down, and as a teenage girl I am entitled to one every now and then, so don't judge me.

Someone who I consider one of my closest friends said something that I'm sure was meant to be a witty comment, but actually hurt me.

The second I got my mom to pick me up from school I began to cry, and I did cry for the next four hours.

I discovered two things while I was crying,

One, I'm a really ugly crier. Kim Kardashian has nothing on me.

And Two, I haven't really cried that hard in over a year.

In the past year every time I told anyone I "sobbed" I probably cried a few tears and then was able to pull my shit together before causing a scene.

I guess that's always because of what I was told when I was little. I think I once read in a book that crying is pointless because you become so caught up in the little things, and it just makes you exhausted.

And they were right, crying does nothing to help you get over the mean things people say to you, but sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you can get back up. Not that I'm saying I hit rock bottom on Tuesday, but I did get very upset.

Crying is for you. Crying is a method you should use to just vent, and let it all out and once your done you can regain yourself and then you can go make that person regret what ever they just said about you.

You know how they say "Success is the best revenge?"

It's true.

So the next time some one calls you "ugly", "stupid" or "a bad writer" you have my permission to cry your eyes out, but I will only let you cry your eyes out if you promise me that you are going to get back up on your feet and make them regret every single word they ever said to you.