Have you ever felt that you’ve stranded so far from who you once were? You look back on photos or old journals and just weep? I’ve recently done so and I realized that I’ve completely given up on myself. I was struggling in these memories but I was fighting and shoving the depression monster back in its corner. I wasn’t giving up but somehow it got a hold
Of me again and I gave in. I feel like I am a whole other person, and honestly don’t know how to quite get myself back to the fight. I put in SO much work everyday.. how did I not know that I had just given up?