I am going through the toughest period in my adult life recently.
I thought I had and knew everything.
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I knew nothing, I had hopes and dreams. It was a fantasy.
The thought of killing myself is too much to deal with, and the thought of moving forward is almost too much to bear.
I am beginning to see glimpses of hope, as well as have moments of clarity.
It’s not all negative.
I’m fact it’s this very struggle that builds my character.
I suppose I am somewhat thankful for this episode or chapter in my life.
Deep down I know I will be alright.
Thanks to everyone recently