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If You’re Reading This, It Means Depression Didn’t Win, and I’m Alive Celebrating my Birthday!

Today is my 39th birthday…which is 7 since I last tried to end my life. https://www.tiktok.com/@hartofawriter/photo/7590489770447473975?lang=en Birthday’s have never been something that I look forward to. Just as the song’s lyrics state, “it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.” Those words echoed every year this date would roll around. Birthday’s are moments to celebrate the life you are living; rejoicing with the people you love ( and who love you) as you are lavished with

I have no idea what I’m doing.

Wow, I can’t believe I haven’t posted anything on here since I built this new website/blog. Well, I actually CAN believe that I haven’t posted…because depression has been beating my ass. If my battle with depression was a boxing match it would be as if I were going up against Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. The ref is counting to ten and I manage to get up each round before the final count. Only to once again be knocked back down the following round. It is exhausting. Fighting