The last 8 months have been hell, both mentally and physically. My body has failed me multiple times. Endless trips to the doctors. A battle to be heard at the counsellors. I have worn myself into the ground with work and stress.
Yeah maybe what I’ve done is shitty. But I’m allowed to be upset too.
My actions have come at a cost and I regret that. I’m fragile and feel utterly useless. First my head, then my body, and now my heart.
But you know what. I’m done with being broken.
Now it is time to heal.
today my little brother (hes six) put a seashell to his ear and told me the ocean said im a nerd