I'm sick of this.
The constant negativity.
I'm ready to move on.
Positivity is an option.
I just have to work for it.
It's an option but...
But what?
But you're afraid your depression will still come back?
But you know you will have days where anxiety will drag you down?
But you're scared because you can guarantee that the obsolete disorder you have will steal the smile from your face?
So what?
You're just going to give up?
Positivity won't kill you.
And maybe that's what you're afraid of.
You're afraid for so many reasons, one of them could be that you're afraid to live.
Life is scary shit.
Death...
Death is welcoming at this point.
An old friend who you think of longingly, and more often than you would like to admit.
Life is scary.
But what's the point of living without trying to see the sun.
At least trying.
There are going to be shitty days.
There are going to be a lot of them.
But sometimes there will be good days, and those are the days I have to try for.
Positivity is an option.
