Hi me, it's me from the future... we're still here. You're probably obsessing over how you look right now, I know its hard but you'll make it... you'll still struggle, even the future you still struggles but it gets better and guess what? Losing weight and putting on makeup isn't going to solve your problems, … Continue reading A message to me
Truthfully, i've never loved or accepted who i was. For me, social media took over and i'd compare myself to unrealistically beautiful women. I'd obsess and compare the way they looked and how their lives appeared to be more worthy than my own, i would feel like i was never good enough or pretty enough. … Continue reading Loving yourself.
Depression is something so unique yet so painful, you never know when it's going to hit you at full force. You could be laughing and smiling one minute, but the next you feel this overwhelming sense of emptiness take over. I never thought i'd become someone who wanted to end it all, just call … Continue reading Lets talk depression…
Hello "friend", I'm writing this to let you know that our friendship will be no longer, years of putting one foot in front of the other to allow you to choose how my day will go. I am finally going to leave you, on the bathroom floor... alone. I may miss you (not really). This … Continue reading Goodbye my “friend”
The truth behind recovery and becoming a better you, is theres always going to be times you loose yourself. You loose yourself at the most inconvenient times, when everything's going great but then it's not. For a while i'd lost myself, my motivation and who i was. I'd sit in bed all day emotionless, with … Continue reading One step back, two forward.
I promised myself i would stay strong and never go down the path i once did, but what if all of this is gods plan? I try to pull myself away from the darkness but when can i truly say enough is enough? Days i spend keeping myself occupied to blur the truth, but nights … Continue reading Hope.
The day my life changed. November 20th 2017 was the day my life changed. I'd prepared myself for this day since my mothers diagnosis, one day she would no longer be here. She was dying and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. I woke up to the sounds of my phone ringing, … Continue reading One year later…