Rant
Things have been like a whirlwind these past few months. I have fallen and gotten back up many times, I have been hurt and hurt others as well, I have also dealt with the storm that lies within me. It has been so, so hard. Every time I start to get back on my feet, every time I try to maintain positivity, something comes and smashes me; making me having to crawl and start again from the previous point where I was. Sometimes it scares me, what I am capable of. I am tremendously grateful of the support that my friends and family have given me; but there are times where I also feel bad for making them have to deal with my lowest side most of the time. I have lost count of how many days I have gone through with barely any appetite, or even the urge to do anything at all. It has been a struggle for me to let go, forgive, and stay positive. I hate the fact that I constantly complain due to lack of a capable English-speaking therapist around here when there are so many things