Monsters Inside My Head

One Year Ago - How Far I've Come

One year ago,

I was in such thick darkness that I drove away those closest to me--

words aren't enough to describe my regret.

One year ago,

I hated myself to the point of blatant self-sabotage;

my confidence was non-existent.

I didn't care about anything.

One year ago,

my pain was almost too much to bear--

I wanted to die.

One year ago,

I thought no one would ever love and accept me,

not like he does.

One year ago,

I wasn't sure if I would be alive,

if I would make it this far.

One year ago,

I was so unsure about everything--

I couldn't sleep at night because of debilitating anxiety.

One year ago,

I didn't know I was sick.

Perhaps I was in denial.

One year ago,

rarely could I say I was ok, that I was happy--

I couldn't remember what it was like.

One year ago,

I didn't know you.

One year ago,

I made a bold choice,

had a new experience,

tasted new things.

One year ago,

I was vastly different than how I am now.

One year ago,

I was oppressed by the monsters in my head

and now, now they are not so potent.

One year ago,

something in me died;

perhaps it's for the better.

One year ago,

I wasn't me.