I Am Discovering A Newer Me Each Day

Recovery is a hell of a thing. I didn’t realize just how different I actually was from who I thought I was. Depression, anxiety, and insomnia dragged me far down the rabbit hole, but I am slowly crawling out. I’m learning more about myself with each passing day and I’m determined to be a better version of me. I found a suicide note that I had written about this time last year and I was dumbstruck. I don’t even remember writing it. Or how dark I must have felt. I’m glad I didn’t do anything and that it’s just another letter I wrote and never sent. There are still things I need to and want to change. But I’m learning more about myself with each passing day. It’s a cliche that I normally can’t stand, but... New year, new me. And it’s so nice to meet me.