Dealing With The Days

It's hard to keep your life together weeks before you graduate. Teachers are harassing you for last minute assignments and your mother is constantly asking if you've gotten your prom dress altered yet. People ask on a daily basis what your plans are for the rest of your life and all you can manage to do is shrug and give a few vague sentences that somehow earn a sympathetic smile and pat on the back. Friendships slowly fade and people you once shared your deepest secrets with become the people you pass by in the hallways without a simple glance.

People are constantly telling you to start acting like an adult but they also tell you to cherish the last few months of being a child. Parents either care too much are not at all, sister's put thoughts of missing out on marriage and children in your brain while others basically beg you to never even think about starting a family. 

You're trying to figure out what's going to happen in the next couple years but you're also freaking out about the next couple days and how on earth you can fit all you have to do in such a short amount of time. 

High school stops being fun and starts being your worst nightmare. You start to lose sleep and stay up late trying to force yourself to rest but all you can think of is everything and nothing all at once.
Sometimes you can't handle it, sometimes it's too much and you have to cry into your mom's shoulder because you're too scared to deal with the world around you. It's okay, it's okay to be afraid and it's okay to not know what's going to happen. No one knows whats going to happen in the future, everyone is afraid.You can breakdown sometimes but you have to be able to pick yourself back up afterwards, wash away your tears and realize this is temporary. The stress, the sadness of leaving, it's all just temporary. No pain will last forever. This is just the end of a really good book, but don't worry because you'll find an even better book. And if you can't find a new book then you can write your own and you can be the one to chose if it will have a happy or sad ending.  

A letter to my bestfriend

Dear Friend.

Sometimes I forget how much you mean to me. I get so used to having someone by my side constantly and the idea of not having you has never really occurred to me. I always just assume you'll be there for me when I need you. Your name pops up on my phone screen every morning, it's almost like a routine now. I've started to take the things you say and do for granted and I'm sorry for that.
I can't imagine ever saying goodbye to you. Not the simple goodbyes we exchange when you drop me off, or the casual "see ya" I send with you in the hallways. I mean the kind of goodbye where we become more like strangers than best friends. What's going to happen when I don't have you to call at 3am? Who am I going to laugh with until my stomach hurts? Who's going to be the person I want to share every minute of my life with? That's the thing. There is no one else I'd rather spend my days with than you. But now, we don't have a choice. You have to go your way and i have to go yours.
We'll probably stay in touch for the first bit, calling each other multiple times a day. But then we'll both get busy, we'll find other people, create new inside jokes and our lives with get hectic. We'll maybe send each other a quick text every few days. Those days will turn to weeks and then those weeks will turn into months.
This is the part that makes me the saddest. The inevitable truth that we won't always have each other. Something will pull us apart, whether it be time, distance, love....We'll be pulled apart eventually and we'll look back on when we were younger and remember the strongest friendship that has ever been.

Sincerely,
Your Dearest Friend.