Maybe it’s peculiar that I don’t feel ashamed. My beauties are noticeable, but I’m proud of them. Some have called me crazy and maybe always will, but I won’t hide from that label. If I’m crazy then is that pretty little girl, as innocent as it’s possible to be, crazy because she had “normal” ripped away?

Any chance of living what some would call a normal life was shot away. Innocence was stolen from me and guilt shoved itself down my throat when my heart skipped a beat and I gasped for air. But maybe the air wasn’t poisonous after all, or maybe that’s crazy for me to think.

Throughout my poetry you will feel love, you will feel pain, you will feel hate, you will feel sorrow, you will feel betrayal, and hopefully you will realize how human everyone is. Just keep in mind one thing: what would someone else have done or felt like if abruptly put in my situation? I am not asking for pity…just some understanding, not just for myself, but also for others.

What I am trying to say is I have been called crazy numerous times, but the craziest part that everyone seems to miss is that I made it through. Regardless of what others say or think, I wouldn’t trade my life for any other life. The lessons I have learned have only brought my family and me closer. At least I can say how good it felt climbing out of hell. And along my journey I came to realize that every breath taken is also every breath lost; so don’t waste any more time and appreciate every beat of your heart.

Tarah Hipple

Tarah Hipple is an avid student of social work and cognitive behavioral therapy. She was a blog contributor for the Open to Hope Foundation and recently authored her book Tarah’s Song: Words of Survival, a compilation of poems about her journey from tragedy to suffering to survival. Her first-hand accounts of tragedy at a young age are penned in these poems. Tarah used writing and playing the piano as a sort of therapy, and these creative outlets helped Tarah to be able to discuss feelings she had difficulty expressing. Through intense therapy for her post-traumatic stress disorder, Tarah confronted the past and found peace. She now co-presents with her father, Eric Hipple, and speaks about their continued journey of recovery and suicide prevention. Tarah was born in 1993 and resides in Michigan.

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