The past 2 years have been hell for me, I cut myself, purged, and binged. The more I did it, the more I realized what I did to myself only made my problems worse. I hit rock bottom when I tried to kill myself… but a song saved me. I realized how stupid I was being and went back to writing music– something I’ve done as long as I can remember. As of today, I have dozens of songs written down and I have 12 about those 2 years that I’m actually going to record and put on an album someday. It really does get better; You just have to find your escape from reality–whether it be singing, writing stories, painting, playing sports or what not–it WILL help you heal.
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well done. nicely said too :).
Wish you lots of luck. 🙂