All I Ever Need

Battle cry

Seventeen years later here I am.  In my short life I have learned many things, yet I continue to make the same mistakes because I am very naïve and confused. some things you have to repeat to learn the lesson, yes I know this may sound like an act of insanity but I guess that is just my way of learning.  I write in order to keep the little sanity I have and listen to music to keep my words in my head and get my feelings out. I have used many ways to try to express the very sadness I deal with thus being called depression. I saw growing up that no one really cared enough for me. I've starved myself, made myself throw up then causing pre diagnosed bulimia, cutting, drinking chemicals, taking pills and yet I am still here and there is a reason to which seemed unknown and still kind of Is but I see it as the hugest opportunity I have ever been given and that was being able to meet the man I call my husband.