My life as a prep living in Colorado. I Love clothes and fashion. I'm a skier. I always wear bow ties. I live with depression, bipolar, social anxiety disorder, and binge eating disorder. But Im still going and nothing can stop me. Because I'm a fighter and I keep on fighting.
Who is this?
As my 2 year anniversary of the last time I was discharged from a mental health hospital approaches I look back. 2 years ago I was trying to just make it through a day without wanting to die, now I’m looking toward my future. I never stopped believing in myself from the day I got out. I have made it through the people who doubted me, the people who made fun of me, my own demons. But there is one thing I say every morning ” I am a fighter and I keep on fighting”
Yes? What is bad about that? And why are you on anon?