December 14th 2022 is when it all fell apart. I know that thanks to this blog.The last entry was a reminder of just how deep I had fallen. It is now 2024 and although I am not completely out of that hole, I’m here. And I plan on staying.

Suicidal thoughts took over this past year. Everyday was a struggle to get through. Everyday was a literal fight to stay alive, to find a reason to stay. I’ve come to an agreement with myself…as long as my mother is alive, I will not break her heart. She wouldn’t be able to handle losing her kid. And so here I am, hoping this blog continues to be therapeutic for me.

I want to continue where I left off and I’ll eventually get to what happened this past year, but for now, I’m proud of myself for surviving the negative thoughts..the ones that tell me I don’t belong.