Life has been hard the past couple of years. Depression sucks. It kept me from doing the things I love: reading, drawing, going outside, school(bit nerdy huh). In short: a lot of things I loved about life. It sucked the life out of me, almost. I used to have suicidal thoughts. Luckily I never changed them into action. Altough I did harm myself. Luckily not all to bad. Past me would never say this but, I’m glad I’m still here, alive. It’s so hard to pick up life again though. It feels weird to NOT be depressed. It lasted for more than 4 years! A friend from school who used to have depression said that once you start to heal, it feels really weird. Well, he is right! I am glad I’m healing but now I don’t really know what to do next! I tried doing schoolwork correctly, but I used to leave my homework on the To Do pile for so long I don’t know how to pick it up again. I procastinate so much XD. But it’s better than leaving it because you feel sad. It’s a non-depression related reason, wich is always better.
I think that after the summer, when I’m back in school and back on scedule again, I pick up some old hobbies. Reading, drawing, playing videogames(looking forward to that one a lot). I started this journal because it feels good to talk about my feelings in the open. No one knows who you are, but you know your story is being heard, wich feel really good.
Hopefully I’ll do even better soon.