I could have killed myself. I could have killed someone else.
I’ve done a lot of inner work the past 2 years. I’ve dealt with my demons and told them to fuck off. Our mind is a beautiful thing that surpresses our trauma so we can function but eventually- we unravel. And for me, that meant wreckless behavior. I could have lost it all before I had it. I would drink myself into oblivion and drive. I would fucking DRIVE! I was depressed. I had an eating disorder and list of other things that happened in a short span of 1year. I was drowning, but of course my Instagram feed looked great. I realize in publicizing my trauma I’m putting my business out there. In a time where people do it for clout, attention, or as an act of desperation I’m doing this shit because I’m fucking strong now. There’s hope. If you find yourself in a dark hole and feel like this is it, ITS NOT! Life is beautiful! YOU are worthy and deserving of everything good in this life and it WILL get better. I’m a product of it. #tellYourDemonsToGoFUCKTHEMSELVES