I'm emerging from the most difficult part of my life, but honestly I can't tell where that part began. When I try to pinpoint when exactly things began to get really heavy, I end up rewinding all the way back to my childhood. i'm 24 now. I have some cptsd from living in the space i currently live in. I just want solid ground to walk on. I'm so tired and so freaking sad and I'm just hoping that things get better from here. Am I capable of working hard enough to break out of these tragic patterns, or are they something that has always been and will always be destined for me? I just wanna know.
– tired, alone, not sure i want to do this Human Thing
You got this friend!
Things always get better, even if it is in the tiniest of ways. Like when the sun peeks out from behind a cloud.
There will be days where you will feel lost again, but I promise you, you will get back to where you need to be.