The last time that I tried to take my own life was a year ago yesterday morning, around 2:00am.
Over the last 12 months I’ve; broken 8 years of being straight edge, struggled with drugs, alcohol and a resurgence in my eating problems. I struggled with weight loss and gain. Blood, sweat, tears and loss. I have suffered for so long.

With that being said, that night was when I first decided that I needed to survive. This is the year that broke me free from so much. I put myself through medications, therapy and inpatient care in a hospital. I lived there for a few weeks. I made the decision to become Vegan after a few years of being vegetarian. I have joined new bands and improved upon my ability to play music, sing and write. I’ve made some of the best friends I have ever known, and dropped the poisonous people from my life like I’ve needed to for years.

Here I am a year later. I no longer cut myself. I exercise daily. I have two jobs, a cat, and a big fucking beard. I move into my new apartment on the first, I have a car, I’m going back to school next spring and things are constantly trying to look up.

Yesterday and the 22nd were two hard days for me. I almost got laid off from both of my jobs and I was really having bad thoughts. My friends brought me out of any miserable thoughts I had and they always help to make my life worth living.

Thank you to all of you; real life friends or just tumblr acquaintances. You all have helped me get to where I am now and it means the world.

I got invited to girls night. Apparently I’ve been missing out on some wild times.

(via thesanctuarium)

I am miserably alone.

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