When Michael left this world, I was at the lowest point of my life. My father had just passed and even though it had been a while it was at the time where I was hurting the most. I mean all the happiness I had ever known was gone. I was constantly trying to think of everything in a funny way because I was seriously scared that I would never laugh again. His music and his words helped me get through it all. It gave me an escape. Whenever someone would make me feel like shit, or when my thoughts and crying would keep me up at night, I could put on his music and forgot about it for a little while. His words gave me hope. Hope that things would change. Hope they would get better. And his laughter made me smile. Even when it was hard. He brought me through the hardest time of my life. That something I can’t explain in words, you have to live through it. Now that I’ve made it through the storm. Now that I have good friendships and a healthy mind. When I listen to his music or just watch him on tv, it reminds me that I am strong enough to get through any situation that’s thrown infront of me. How can you tell me I am crazy for enjoying and embracing that? It’s not crazy. It’s beautiful. You shouldn’t give me dirty looks, you should give me your respect. I went through a very difficult time and his inspiration helped me get through all the pain from loosing my best friend and all the pain that was caused to me by those few harsh haters i had. Everytime someone tells me I am “obsessed” or they say “You have problem,” think about why I like him so much. It is really that much of a problem? Or when you tell me its wrong to like him because you feel a certain way about him, your telling me I don’t have the right to happiness. You have the right to your feelings, so let me have my rights to mine. Next time your about to make fun of me, or anyone, for liking him “TOO MUCH” or whatever just keep that in mind.
Thanks for reading.
Peace, love, & MJ <3
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