It’s my birthday, and I feel like I’m two years younger/behind on life. I lost 2 years of my life to depression/teen angst bullshit..and here I am. I made it. So here’s to me getting my shit together and enjoying all the tiny moments in life that make it all worth it. I love you, self. Have a happy birthday. :)
P.S. I want to thank my friends who are like family, and my Mom, who is the only family I need. Love you guys.