For years, I was miserable, stuck in a mess, didn’t even want to get out of bed in the morning. If there had been a button to sleep forever, I would’ve pressed it a long time ago.
It took years, and I started to believe it would never end.
But for the first time in a very, very long time, I feel free—and happy.
I’ve started enjoying video games again (my biggest passion from the start), I sing in my car, I feel good after a day at work, I know who I am—and most importantly, I’m no longer ashamed of it.
Never let anyone tell you who you should be, what you should feel, or what you’re allowed to do. Be yourself. YOU ARE NOT THE PROBLEM.
Believing otherwise is what ruined my life. So love yourself, and fuck everyone else.