In the last two months I've lost my uncle, been diagnosed with depression caused by grief and had my boyfriend break up with me.
Do you know what I realised, just now?
We try so hard to be strong and hold on when we're going to fall but really realising you can't hold on to something anymore takes strength too.
I hit my lowest point yesterday and I couldn't find a way to pull myself out, even talking through it. And now I feel like a massive weight has been lifted.
Someone please keep reminding me of that revelation when I put myself on a down again?
Life sucks and then you die and I think I may just pull through this one.