Do we ever really know how anybody else feels?

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Do we ever really know how anybody else feels?

Sarah Orr, 17

This story wrote itself for the most part, with help from Sylvia Plath. Maybe because this type of story is never too far from the truth for most people. Broken homes come all shapes and sizes; someone might have a worse time, but that doesn't make our pain any less valid. I think most people would say their family isn't perfect, and writing this story helped me think about my own situation. 

We have no way of knowing what anyone else is thinking. Even if they tell us, they could be lying. The only person we ever really know is ourselves. We are ourselves forever, we don't get to be anyone else. That is terrifying, but I wanted this story to highlight that even when we think we don't want to be ourselves anymore, there is always something we will miss. When we think there is nothing worth living for, we will always be leaving something or someone behind. Even in divorce, or death, we need to look for the good. There will always be a better day soon, so there's no need to give up. 

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