it's January 11th. i made it 7 years.
I started 2025 bleak, immensely depressed and suffering from delusion and heartbreak.
I'm proud to say I have recovered from that.
Last year was rough. I didn't know if I would make it. but I did.
I always do.
I went into 2026 with newfound peace; all my former friends dropped me for a toxic bully, and I dropped them for friends that make me feel like I belong. my group may be smaller than before, but they are kinder, and treat me like I belong.
I pray 2026 treats me kindly. i have suffered long enough. but, as of the current moment, I do see a light at the end of this long and dark tunnel. I will survive, I always do.