This is one of the reasons why I have become so vulnerable and have decided to share my darkest moments with the world.
I just about cried when I read this.
This is not easy for me. In fact, sometimes I have no idea why I do it.
I question whether or not I am even making a difference. I question whether or not people are listening. I even wonder if people are rolling their eyes and think I am trying to get attention.
I do this for a reason. I do it to help others. I do this to save lives.
I am sharing this because I am speechless. I see a little bit each day that at the end of this dark place I am, that there are party lights at the end of the tunnel.
You are not alone. I am here. I am proof that you can get through those darles shit storms.
If you ever need to talk, I am here.