Hey, how are you?
It’s been such a long time since we’ve met and I just wanted to speak with you today.
I’ve really struggled with what I wanted to say to anyone. The last few months have been odd.
Friends took their lives. My grandmother passed and I wasn't around for her final moments despite trying.
I thought I was over my anxiety fifteen years ago; I couldn’t stop worrying the last year. I learnt to accept that 'mediocre, at best' was me because I was told that by a few.
Recently I have been getting up earlier. I’ve been swimming, boxing, reading.
I cook with Ma. I chat with Pa. Brother's law stories are funny.
Lately I've felt better, and I learnt my base level is much lower than others', but I’m learning that that’s okay.
My down days are fewer which is good.
I guess I just wanted to make this to tell you that I’ll be bettering myself, so that I can believe that I’ll be ok.
This is my partner and our dog, and this is what it typically looks like some days when I'm in bed.