this leads me to here, after everything, after my shitty past, my family disowned the ones that hurt us, i learned to stand my ground and most importantly i got some actual therapy, i dealt with my family, my abuse from bullies and more specifically him.
all of this led to me having depression, anxiety and PTSD. my brain was not functioning and i was still suffering with my eating problem as well as self harm until i finally faced the facts. i gave in, i had to, it was time to be on medication and oh boy...that was the best thing i have ever done.
im finally me, happy, i became the person i always wanted to be and then i met you.
now this next part is for you and only you.
keep reading.
