Going to bed with my face like this because I felt genuinely happy today and then realized that six months ago I made the hardest decision in the world- one that I literally thought would kill me- and here I am today, alive and mostly well. Every day is still a struggle but I am slowly rebuilding my life, happiness, and mental health. I'm thankful for every struggle that has come my way over the last six months. I am stronger, braver, and wiser than I ever imagined I would be. Thankful to be alive and for everything I've lost and found.