Something written in one of my weaker moments for a friend. I’ve had a questionable life. Lots of things happened to me that I didn’t realise were bad until my therapists tell me they feel physically sick 🤣
Oh well. Atleast that explains my temporate and rationale when it comes to my experience and cynicism in life.
My friend (and boss) said he was proud of me because despite everything I’ve been through. How I repeatedly get my legs kicked out from under me, I spitefully…keep getting back up.
If you’re one of my readers with similar mental state. I’m glad you’re here. You’re the only thing grounding me. Message me. Let’s fight this existence together












