A year without writing.
A year of losing myself.
A year of unhealthy coping mechanisms.
A year in a bad relationship.
A year invested in someone who cheated.
A year that killed me.
A year of anxiety attacks everyday
A year of unhealthiness.
A year wasted caring about people who didn't give a damn about me.

I made it out alive.

Okay so its boxing day. Christmas was good. I got a Nintendo DS which I am completely addicted to and some art supplies and iunno other boring stuff. I went to my great aunt and uncles house in Orillia for Christmas. It was alright but not like it usually is at my grandmothers. I have family coming over again tonight for another turkey dinner. Just ( Read more... )