I'm really happy, like genuinely happy. Genuinely happy with the life that I am living and the places that I'll be going. I get sad sometimes, I still have panic attacks, I still deal with my emotions. But all of my struggles are no longer dehabilitating me to the point of no longer being able to function.
I am thriving, I am healthy, I am happy to be alive. I have so much more life to live things to see, people to meet, things to accomplish. I'm so excited for all of that.
I am happy to be alive, even when I have those moments where I start to doubt. I love who I am and I love the people that love me for who I am. I'm so very happy to give the love that I do. People are just as lucky to have me in their lives as I am to have them. My support systems are mutual, healthy, beautiful, and oh so appreciated.
"One must still have chaos in oneself to be a dancing star", and boy, am I dancing.














