Last January I was a mess. I’m still recovering and I’m still not alright but I’ve changed a lot. I grew stronger. I learnt a lot about myself.
I can see the changes in myself, in my life, in my thinking.
I feel good.
And I had people saying I look good and I look better.
One of my friends told me he finally saw some life in my eyes.
And I feel alive again.
Now I just want D to see me feeling better.
And I can say now I’m on like step 123 out my 1000 steps to happiness.