Tonight I got up and danced. Well first I worked out and then I jammed to my music and just danced. And it felt good.
A year ago I wanted to die. Literally. I remember sitting in my car, sobbing, because I didn’t want to be alive. I wanted to die. I wanted to be with Kirby and Daisy again. I wanted to die. The depression was severe.
These are pictures from that time. I wanted to die. I knew I needed help so I started seeing a psychiatrist. The meds helped and eventually I took myself off them. I moved out of state to a place that brings me so much serenity. And I’m happy to be alive.
Yeah, I’m happy to be alive. I have so much good left to do in this world and I’m so excited for it. A year ago I wanted to die. And tonight, I danced.
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