My my, it’s the fourth of july
its funny how exactly 2 years ago today, I came to the conclusion that I wasn’t depressed, but I was literally surrounded by assholes that kicked me when I was down aka my family. I found this out by going to a movie on my own instead of going to watch fireworks with my family, or go to a family party. I actually felt very at ease and had no anxiety whatsoever. Since learning this, me life has improved a lot, now I’m able to actually put in the type of hardwork I was incapable of back then. my grandparents have my back conditionally, but I know where I need to go, and I now have the energy and self discipline to embark on that journey to get there.(thanks for being able to put that in the perfect words, dude).
so as the fireworks explode, and the dogs bark neurotically, I’ll be reading scott pilgrim vs the world and welcoming in the beginnings of being a better person, and role model.








