I feel that I’m either dealing with some heavy issues that make me feel shitty all the time but eventually will make a better person for solving them or that I’m sinking in a pool of depression yet again.
I’m so fucking scared that I’ll become dysfunctional again and not be able to get out of my house. But at least this time around I’m aware of this… that is a good sign, isn’t it?
If only 19 y.o. me knew what was coming. oof












