Growing up. my past has made me who I am today. Yes, I could have made different choices in life but I did what I did. Both good and bad and I am not who I was. I have moved on, it's all part of growing up.
I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.