I've slipped up a few times....
I still cry a lot.
People still get to me.
I still feel worthless....
helpless....
just horrible.
Honestly, I'll probably feel like this forever.
I'll get used to this...
eventually...
This is me.....
broken
a mess
complicated
misunderstood
judged
depressed
. . .
I try to stay strong...
It's a working progress...
But for now...
I'm Jessica Taylor Page.
Thats me ^