Sometimes I lay in bed late at night and think of all the good things in my life. It helps me to handle the depression and anxiety that plague my mind all day...
There are people who want to help me find a job.
My father might actually be getting his life on track.
My mother is slowly learning to handle my issues.
I have an amazing man by my side.
I'm getting motivated to make something out of my life.
My body is slowly getting stronger again, and I'm able to do some ballet again.
I don't have to spend eternity in Hell because the creator of the universe sent his son to die for me, and I've accepted that face.
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