To the People Who Pulled Me Out of the Ashes
Hey. I know it may be a while since we talked. I want to thank you for what you have done for me. Through all my crap, through every mental breakdown, diagnosis and med change, you’ve been there to support me and help me (even if you didn’t realize it).
You’ve made the anxiety melt away. You’ve helped me when I hurt my shoulder, when I felt at my lowest and when I felt like I was worth nothing. You’ve been there for me through everything, and I am so glad to have you in my life.
Some of you may not be with me anymore. You may have been forced out of my life by circumstance, and it’s OK. I understand. Thank you for saving me.
Thank all of you for saving me. I was ready and willing to die, and you pulled me up out of the ashes and helped me fight. You helped me create a better person through the wreckage that was my past self. You helped me recover.
I know sometimes I slip. I fall back into a state similar to the one I was in January 2015. I know that can be scary to see. Thank you for helping me when that happens. Thank you.
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