Dear Me.
This is a little something I wrote while in a strange place mentally, writing makes me feel better βπ»
Dear Me,
Guessing itβs another night of fighting to get to sleep!
Another night of many things going through your head?
No need to answer that we all know that the answer is yes!
Mental health isnβt a fun thing even more so being stuck in one place for so long, only seeing one person and a dog.
Mental health isnβt a fun thing not now & not ever, pushing people aside & not really talking to people while in this situation isnβt helpful BUT talking isnβt something you want to do either incase you say something wrong.
Mental health isnβt a fun thing, donβt bottle it up, open up, let it out, pen to paper, word for word, each small step feels light a single weight lifted.
Dear Me,
Tomorrow is a fresh start, head up & fight on, you can & will get through this!
Love, Me x
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