Aphrodite's Valentine's Day

Timeless

I was in 6th grade. I had decided to confess to Elliot Rosemary, I honestly don't know how I had that much confidence, I was a redhead who was taller than most girls in my grade, I wore a lot of flower crowns and pleated skirts, and I genuinely don't know how I survived, I was a dork. Elliot looked me up and down and said "Do you really think I like you? You're such a loser!" I was sad but it wasn't awful, that was until I saw my handmade gifts on the floor that I had given the whole grade, and at that moment, I learned 2 things, 1) It can always get worse and there's nothing you can do about it and 2) The world would never accept me if I was different so I only had 2 options, live my life as a normal person or live as a unique person and just live with the fact that no one will accept me. I chose number 2 and I'm thriving, I have wonderful friends and good grades, and I get to be myself. I know this was 5 years ago but it haunts my mind, this memory is timeless in a way that isn't easy to deal with, a memory that has been engraved in my mind. That night I had a dream that I was on the moon, sitting all alone, nothing could bother me, no problems, everything was okay. Philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre said "Hell is other people" I always agreed with this, the people around me have caused all the problems in my life. This memory is the reason for 2 of my hatreds in life, people and Valentine's Day's. I don't think people are worth it, I don't know how the human race has survived this long. That dream I had about living on the moon has become a reoccurring dream, I have it about once a month. I like the moon, space in general, it's lonely. I like to be alone. As a child, my mother sang me a lullaby she wrote. I have that lyrics memorized, it talked about Saturn rings, sugar, ash trees, all my favorite things. I sing it to myself every night to go to sleep. After I sing it, I'm out like a light. My mother Stella de la Luna was amazing, she was also the reason I became a feminist, she kept her last name despite being told not to. She gone now yet her memory is timeless