Published on 12, July, 2020
I was 19 when my mental health problems started and now here I am at 27. All that time wasted against myself. It kills me how my own mind can hate me so much.
I hate how during the passages of time I've changed in how I feel and how I am. Change is something that's affected my life greatly and in the last eight years I've lost people, people I loved and now looking back I realise I lost myself somewhere during the tragedy of those years.
I'll get there I just wish it wasn't costing me so much time. Until tonight I never realised how much times been wasted during this. The sad reality is if my mum hadn't died then none of this would have happened.
I am especially DEEPLY interested in the history of your activity here. I encourage all us humans to take a look to understand you better.
Hi Number,
My activity here is very vast, I've been a member for a long time. I don't normally post anything about my struggles, but I was tired last night, it had been one long anxious day.
Re. my pfp it's really nothing special, just something I mocked up. I am interested in your thoughts of my writing? :) I say this as writing is something I'm not so creative with or really interested in anymore.