For a long time, I thought getting better just meant waking up and no longer needing so much effort to do everything. It wouldn't be right to not to address you, dear reader, because if you're here then maybe you need this as much as I need to know you've seen it. When your mind is lost in sadness for so long it forms a film over everything so much so you can't even touch the things you love with your soul. Writing for me has been as essential as vital organs ever since childhood. But like so many precious things that passion was lost. I would like to walk you through the reclamation of my very being. This is a compilation of poetry, songs, journal entries, and results during my experimentation towards mental wellbeing. Over the course of three years, I have made concerted efforts to step into personal responsibility and contentment.
Thank you for being here.
