Marked By Rejection by Avery Stone

Entry 1011: Cheer Me On

Dear Kyle,

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This is overwhelming.

There's so much to figure out, and yet new truths keep hitting me from left and right.

I should be grateful.

At least, that's how I think I should feel.

It's a lot...maybe too much.

But the truth is better than a bunch of lies.

I could be a twin, Kyle.

Do you think my other half took all the badassery with her?

That would make sense.

One badass twin and one shy, useless twin.

No...that's just my negative self-talk.

I could be better.

Why can't I see myself being better?

I lack confidence; I have to work on that.

It's as if everyone around me sees what I can become but me.

I have to change that.

If I don't, I'll just fall back into the cycle.

Don't be freaked out by me, Kyle, but I drank a blood cocktail.

Donated blood.

Apparently that's a very significant point.

Things are just getting crazier...

and honestly, I'm worried I won't be able to keep up.

Cheer me on, little brother.

Cheer me on.

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- Wren