Well well well.. It’s been a while since I’ve visited this place.

Has it really been 7 years?!

7 years since I wrote down all these crazy emotions in my head.

Wow.



Am I doing ok? No I’m not

Am I doing any better after all these years? Definitely not

Am I starting to understand the hand that life dealt me? Absolutely not.

But am I on the road to recovery? 100%.

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