Wow. I was sorting through some of my things today and I found my old venting diary. This gave me goosebumps. I wrote this a couple months back, in July I think. So much has changed and in a good way. I did reach out, I did get help, people did take me seriously, I was admitted into hospital. But now something is happening that I LEAST expected would ever happen. I am on the road to recovery. If you’re reading this and think that you have no way of getting help, please talk to someone, they may know who can help you. I know it is difficult, trust me, I shut myself off for two and a half years before I looked for help. Please believe me when I say this, you can get help. You can recover from this. I’m not saying it’s an easy road, I’ve relapsed a lot and had my bad days, but I know there is hope. I want you to know that there is hope for you too.