Trigger warning: self-harm, death This piece of writing happened because I had put this song on repeat and I just couldn’t stop listening to it. It’s almost unedited (I have only changed two things) so be kind!
Sometimes when I see teenage girls or even pre-teen girls, I just want to go over to them and guide them somehow. I want to warn them about things – I want to tell them about my experience with teenage love.
Google prompts me with a chance to visit the past. A collage pops up of moments from a year ago, presenting glimpses of my previous self and my previous life. As I scroll through them I think: