STORY STARTER
How does the protagonist use writing as a form of self-care and healing?
Pride Collection 18:Journaling
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was rough
So was yesterday
They didn’t take it well
Said it was just a phase
I know its not
And its just words they say
Still it stings
And it burns in my heart
This isn’t how I wanted to start
Maybe they will accept me someday
But for now the denial
Has to be ok
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was ok
Better than yesterday
They still called it a phase
But didn’t joke as much
They are talking to me now
I guess that’s better by a touch
Maybe I’ll tell my friends soon
Hopefully that will go well
Maybe they will except me
For who I am
For who I’ve always been
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was great
Much better than yesterday
I told my friends
And they hugged me tight
Told me they don’t see me in a different light
Told me it was alright
At least they love me for who I am
Thats a step
To taking a stand
They know how my parents feel
They don’t like it either
But they have said
They protect me with sword and sheild
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was a flop
Much worse than yesterday
My parents read this journal
And they called me a freak
Said my lie
Was running too deep
They called it a phase
That they would never accept
Told me to pick a side
To that they wouldn’t object
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx,
I have something to say
Today was ok
Unlike yesterday
I kind of rode the waves
Tried to play it cool
Avoided their stares
That seemed oddly cruel
I just took a deep breath
I know who I am
Who are they to stop me
They can’t
Even if they try
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was ok
Just like yesterday
I wish it was better
But It was all just kind of tame
My parents are still lame
Still calling it a phase
I want to buy a flag
To go to a parade
I want to be loud and proud
But I have to hide in a corner
And do quite the opposite
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was scary
But in a good way
My friends invited me
To go to a parade
I asked my parents
and they said ok
They said If i wanted
To make this choice of who I was
I might as well embrace it
While I still can
Dear Diary,
Its me Onyx
I have something to say
Today was amazing
I went to the parade
I got face paint
And a flag for my room
I met cool people
My friends were there too
Now to tell me parents
That wasn’t an option
Told them it was ok
While barely containing my excitement
Deary Diary,
Its me Onyx,
I have something to say
I thing it may all be ok
Today may be the day
They let me hang a flag
And put stickers on my laptop
They finally gave in
Tough witha lot of persuasion
I can finally be me
Thiugh quietly
Isn’t that amazing?
Don’t you think so,
My dear Diary?