My name is Shannen, I’m 18 years old.
I am deeply in love with an incredible man, an ambitious, courageous, strong, gentle, caring man, a man who has saved my life. A man who has stopped the vast self-hate, the late night tears, the tiny cuts on my wrists, a man who has given me a reason to live, to look forward to each passing day.
This man is a United States Marine. The distance… it’s there, its huge, its powerful, but my love for this man is greater. It’s everything to me.
Needless, to say, I will wait for him. Always and forever.
I have recovered from countless relapses of anorexia, I was a long time cutter. But I have recovered, and I am blessed.
I am a cliche in so many ways. I am the same old story of a teenage tragedy with a love story promising a happier alternate ending. I am a lost cause with a new found hope, and I am an artist without a purpose. My story has been told a million times before.