i think i might be claustrophobic
or maybe a little restless
but i cannot stand the way you hold me
You are allowed to grieve the years you lost to mental illness. You’re allowed to be mad that it happened to you. You’re allowed to pine after the person you might have been had it been different. But don’t let that get in the way of your growing into your new self and following a wholly new path for your life.
How does one pay the hospital back? How does one be an adult?