in july i will be clean from sh for a year, and that is honestly strange to me. my depression became such a big part of who i am, how am i supposed to cope when that doesn't control my every waking moments anymore? when my first thought to everything isn't that i should sh. Im clean but at what cost, did i lose a part of my identity to being clean or did i grow into a new person?
I haven't been clean for this long since the 5th grade, and honestly that is strange to me. I never had a plan, and now im in a point of my life where i need one and i can't even start to imagine a plan because for so long i didn't think i would need one.
Im in a state of melancholy, im happy but am i really?
i can rant more but for now, i think this captures the inner workings of my brain
it does get better, but only once you decide it should.
#im clean, like fr
stray hare
vernal zealot
I've been clean for about a month now. I think this POV is amazing and perfectly describes it honestly. I felt so safe and comfortable when I was at my lowest point. When I was at my highest point I felt happy but stripped. Anyways that's all I had to say thanks for putting this into words. It made my day.