08/09/2021
All day long, all the way to the shop, and with every cut I began to make tonight, my brain told me I wasn’t capable and that I was wasting my time even trying. Even still, I decided to chug some coffee and push through to cut my last piece in my queue. When I stepped back and looked at what I’d just done, I sat down and cried.
It’s been such a hard month. Every day has been mentally exhausting and depression finally sunk its teeth into me this summer. But little by little, I’m climbing my way out of it and I’ve been smiling a little more with each day that passes.
I made this for a friend that needs a pick me up right now, but perhaps it was ME that needed to see it.
If your holding on by a thread, this is your sign. You will rise. It will get better. We are in this together ✊🏻💪🏻
“Just like hopes springing high, still I rise”-M.A. ❤️
