• I seem to hear that word a lot lately, better. I hear that in time things get better, easier to deal with but what happens when at the time things just seem miserable? You feel like you just can’t go on anymore, and all you hear is “Oh It Gets Better” or that your problems aren't that bad so you bottle things up. You live behind fake smiles and insecurities, you slap on your mask and fight through another day because “It Gets Better”. You tell yourself that day by day, force yourself to believe those words, try to find truth in those words even when things seem dim. You live in a world of nothing but lies, spend hours trying to change who you are. You try to please them, but you can’t and you know you cant. The razor slides across your wrist, all the defeat, the ridicule, the feeling that nothing you do is right just flows out in an endless river of red. Sometimes things just don’t get better.