I love you all, and please don't ever lose to yourself. I almost lost myself to my own form because of my own haunting thoughts and manipulation I've put myself through and received from others. Protect yourself of whatever you have. I'm proud to say that I've made it through another year, and that says a lot. Because that meant I didn't lose this agonizing battle of depression and, yet I still battle doesn't mean for me to give in. Respect for those that have fallen, losing to the battle because others failed to recognize that we're all human and are more sensitive than others. Makes me upset that we couldn't do much. I cry honestly, for those that have lost and wondered if that will be me next due to close encounters. Not now, though. I got to experience some nice things lately, and I'd like to see more through this foggy mess. Please. Hang in there, everyone.