Just As Far In As I'll Ever Be Out
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Written with a loving hand by kitt some time around 08:25 on 21 September 2018
Understood. Right now, I still don't give a fuck about how long I live, but I want to make it not-easy for someone to take my life from me.
But that depression phase, if it did anything positive at all, liberated me from caring about shit, to include whether I live or die.
It may not sound liberating, but it is.
You end up fearing nothing, and then you can do all sorts of shit you would have never thought yourself capable of.
That said, I do not suggest my path to anyone, despite the effectivity. Some people don't walk out the other end of that tunnel.
Not my story.
I nearly wish it were.
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