“It has come to the day I can finally say I am happy.
I’ve spent a long long time finding myself and creating pretences and breaking them down not long after.
I found happiness in loving myself, and misery in loving and losing myself in another being.
I learned to love everyone around me, and be thankful that they inspire me every single day.
If someone had told me two years ago, when death was on my lips and tears fresh in my eyes, that I would be thankful for life and I had found my passion I would be unbelieving and refusing. Truth is I had no hope back then. I had fallen into anxiety and depression and saw no light at the end of the tunnel. Well, today, the light is brighter than the sun and I still fight for that every day. I look out my window and thank the sun for pulling me through, I thank myself, and I like to think I thank everyone around me, too.”
A letter to myself, past self and those important in my life