dopee-
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well, today marks the seventh year Of my failed suicide attempt. constantly being told how I should look and what I should wear. why I shouldn’t be the size I was at the age I was and being called obese by even my parents. that shit took such a heavy toll and put so much stress on me. I carried for years that baggage all the way until now, but I will forever think highly of myself and I’ll forever be grateful for being alive.
thank God for giving me a second chance to see what I’ll be missing. for me to open my eyes and do much better for myself. I do still carry depressing thoughts but I know how to properly dispose of them, I know what to do in situations like that.
I’m proud I am here today. I’m proud that I can look at my son eyes. I’m proud I can wake up and start a new day . i’m proud that I open my mouth and express how I feel. I’m just proud of you, Ajah and we will forever celebrate this day ❤️
