have a passion

as a relatively young person diagnosed with major depression and anxiety when i was just twelve, part of the reason i’m alive today is because i have a passion.

what made me go get diagnosed in the first place was when i had a six month episode where i couldn’t stop harming myself. thankfully, i stopped, and now two years later, the only reason i suck it up when i have breakdowns is thinking about my future.

i can’t wait to become a veterinarian in a small town. i just think about watering my garden and i’m calmed down. i know it sucks for many people but i’m so happy that i have something to look forwards to