There is hope
Here's a dark confession..
I have severe depression
Mixed with a little anxiety and it often get's the best of me
I used to let my suicidal thoughts rule my mind
Stay up until four am crying over wanting to die
The burning of my eyes, the pacing and the silent cries became a weekly routine
Until I realized that I need to fight
I cannot let this illness control me even when I have no hope
I sought treatment and therapy and feel less alone
Even though I am struggling extremely,
I am determined for my depression to know it needs to go
As time went on, I have become stronger and more ready for a fight
And that is my definition of a glow up
Because putting my heaalth first will take me to new heights
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