TWLOHA

I realized I never wrote about To Write Love on Her Arms (TWLOHA)...

I came up with the idea that this was an organization dear to me back in December for a project. I'd never heard of it except that it supports people would think that there's no way out in life, that there are no more solutions to any problem, so the most drastic move has to be taken.

Now crying in Spanish class is probably not the most attractive thing that someone can do. But I've done it. And I didn't care what happened.

I had just watched Jonah's video about his own depression but how he knows there's more for him in life no matter how much people tease him. This spoke to my soul. (In case you're wondering, I'm crying now just by remembering the video.)

I wish that people would not feel so lost, and I can't believe how brave Jonah was for giving life another chance. Not a second chance, probably not a third, but another yet again.


I don't know why I'm writing about this, but for anyone out there, whoever you are, know that you are not alone. Find help, because life deserves multiple chances. Find love, because it's out there. Find yourself, because you're in there, and don't ever think there isn't.

I love you, TWLOHA. Thank you for being the rock for millions and saying what I can't quite say but want to.