I know I know. "What the fuck. Another post where he whines about his miserable life?" Sorry, but I thought I'd kinda give an update on me since it felt good the last time I did it. So apologies. You'll get your caps soon enough. I promise.
Good news is that I've started seeing a therapist. Which has been awesome. Getting to talk about this kinda stuff is really good and I'm realizing that holding it in for as long as I did was only hurting me more. So that's a plus. Negative side and it's a pretty bad one that I'm not proud of. Last night I had another bad attack. I don't know what brought it on but my mind was back in the bad place and I didn't know what to do.
Luckily and obviously. Nothing happened. But I did spend half the night laying in my apartment hallway. Not feeling great but I'm still here. Of course the angel was there first thing in the morning to talk me back to earth and that's where I am right now. Like I said in the post a few days ago, I have a lot of work to do and I'm going to stumble along the way but hopefully I have the right people around me to help me get there. (She hates when I talk about her here. So let's just shhhhhhhhh. Okay? Between you and me dear reader.)
I'm working on it. On my health and more content for this blog but we all know what comes first.
Oh! Biiiiig thanks to a longtime reader that decided to send me an e-mail saying that he wished I killed myself. Thanks for giving me another reason to keep going, so I can spit in your face.
(I swear I'm not a petty man.)