#41 ·
I'm 30 now... and I'm doing okay..
but there were stretches where I wasn't fine at all. At first, I just pretended everything was normal,
but eventually my mom insisted I see a therapist after some of the things I said and did..
we all finally realized together that I was nowhere near alright back then... so I went through the ringer until I finally decided enough was enough and that I actually wanted to live.
Now, I am living.
but there were stretches where I wasn't fine at all. At first, I just pretended everything was normal,
but eventually my mom insisted I see a therapist after some of the things I said and did..
we all finally realized together that I was nowhere near alright back then... so I went through the ringer until I finally decided enough was enough and that I actually wanted to live.
Now, I am living.