I’ve been working so hard to get to this place and become who I am today. I am no longer the young girl who cries every night praying for death to take me in my sleep. I am no longer the preteen who started self mutilating. I am no longer the teenager who begs for help and sleeps in all of her classes because she’s too depressed to tolerate life. I am no longer the young lady in her young 20s who was admitted to inpatient care due to her suicidal ideation. I am no longer the party girl who blows all of her money on drugs and alcohol, putting herself in the position to be taken advantage of because she’d do anything to escape her life and feel something other than the numbness inside of her. I am now the young woman who is healing, who’s job it is to use her success story to show others that there really is a light at the end of the tunnel, and that no matter how dark it is right now you are not alone. I love all of the past versions of myself for getting me to where I am today. Things can change for the better, please never give up hope.