neverending

Anxious. Depressed. Suicidal. This is me. I cry myself to sleep just thinking of all the terrible things that happen to me. Then my parents booked me an appointment with a psychologist- Everyone seems to think I'm crazy. This psychologist was not like ever other one I've had to deal with. He connected with me on a deep level and made my see the small ray of light in all the darkness. But that was not the end. I fell for him. He fell for me. But when I began studying to become a doctor, it all changed. In the end, life's tough but is it possible to make the best of it?