One week ago I was suicidal. The lowest point I have been for a long time.
Today – I am sad, lonely, exhausted and all the other wonderful things that come with depression, BUT I AM ALIVE. I am still here, I got through that night and fought off that demon once more.
There’s hope yet. Hang in there! Am I cured?! Hell no. Will I be in that position again? Who knows!? Right now I’m at work, I’m about to eat a sandwich and I am functioning. Do you know what? Right now, that’s good enough.