So it’s all over. You chose to leave when I needed you the most. Seriously. You don’t deserve me. Now that I’m moving on without you. Cause I deserve better than that. I’m free to get just better.
My depression is becoming more serious… Going to 2 therapists at the same time beside antidepressants hoping that they can help. I ackowledge that the real works are mine, but still, I need help. I’m grateful to have my family by my side right now, without them, I couldn’t make it this far… Keep on going, girl, even just a little step.
"There’s life, after all."