I'm so infinitely grateful for my loved ones. The past couple months have been really hardcore for me and it kinda messed me up: loss of appetite, bouts of depersonalization and depression so bad I felt this deep sadness in my chest (the same that I would feel at random when Linkin Bark passed this winter) , absolutely horrid anxiety, bad sleep,...
When I'm with them I can truly relax and so I can finally eat well, talk about all sorts of things to forget the bad thoughts or even take a nap. And I don't think I can ever say thank you enough, I want to learn to do more things with my hands so I can gift more things at random.












