Hey, I’m Wren, I wanna quickly share a milder version of my story. There is more but I don’t want to trigger anyone.
I’ve had anxiety for as long as I can remember, and it’s manifested into depressive episodes and SH. Earlier this year I went through a really rough time... I basically was prepared to stop living. Then my nearly-girlfriend (I’m a NB lesbian) sent me a video of her playing the ukulele and singing. It reminded me of why I’m alive. My panic attacks have reduced since then, I’ve stopped SHing and I’m in a group therapy. Basically, the little things I love in life, like her, and music, and her voice, kept me alive. Now we cuddle all the time despite the fact contact giver her SUPER bad anxiety with other people. We help each other overcome so much. Point is guys, you contribute to the world and you are someone’s reason. There are things you live that you’ve got to hold onto. They will get you through everything.
