I hate that second picture of me. But tonight I'm putting it up alongside a recent pic of me, to remind me how far I've came in a year. That second picture was me last year at one of my worst stages, I didn't care about myself at all anymore. I can see it in my eyes. Whereas now, recent photos..I can see my old sparkle coming back.
Yeah, I have my bumps. Sometimes it takes a few days, or a few weeks or whatever to work them out. But I'm still going, and I'm glowing harder than I ever did before. I keep pushing, because there's always good days to look forward to even on the days I don't feel as great as I should do.
You're worth something, and it's okay to have bad days, and if you need to, get the right help for it, there's absolutely no shame in talking. Even just writing this has made me feel better about myself tonight - because despite everything, every thought I had last year, every time I wanted to give up, I made it here, and as scary as it is as times, I definitely feel more consistent happiness in my life now. There's no need to be ashamed if you're suffering, it's completely okay - I will always be so open about this because it helps others understand and support me better, but there's nothing wrong with keeping it to yourself too. Anyone who can't look past your illness(es) doesn't deserve you in their life. You're still a human being, like everyone else, and everyone's unique, everyone's minds work differently!
Hope ya'll are doing okay and excuse my trashy second pic 🌝🙈