I absolutely love my life
Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve that gift, because I think it’s rare to be able to say that. But then I remember all the work I had to do to get there. For transparency’s sake, I’ll admit that I went through a long stretch of not caring whether I lived or died. Not on a suicidal tip, but on an indifferent one. I had to actively work through a lot of nihilistic “meh” shit. Learning how to understand myself (with the support of the most loving community of family and friends) got me here. It was messy. And it was worth it.