sitdiary has been "under maintenence" for as long as I can remember and now the damn thing is back.

I logged in to find a specific post because I saved an old project in here when I was still in high school. Instead I got a flood of memories I didn't want.

sigh.

I hope that one day I'll learn not to be a douche anymore. That could happen right?

Therapy is helping. I really wish I'd gone sooner. Christian insisted and checks up on me to make sure I go. His support is makin this less difficult... Sort of.

I keep telling myself tomorrow will e easier than today.

Fuck you, anxiety. Fuck you depression.

One day I will be happy enough with my life that I won't need to lie to myself and everyone else to make it more interesting. I will.

I fucking will. I swear.

I just need to start seeing and believing in the good in me.