Thursday, January 3, 2019

I'm Not Giving Up

Right after Halloween, I chose a date.

January 3, 2019...

This was the date, today, I was going to take my own life.

I'm more than halfway through this date. I'm still here.

Then a friend puts up a post on Facebook that makes me think that I am more than just a fighter. I'm a damn warrior and I'm going to make this illness my bitch from here on out. I won't allow it to make me set dates, cry, feel sorry for myself or take away my ability to do shit I love to do.

I'm done with this.

No more.

Who's with me?

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