Bruddah

Two years ago, on October the Twelve, 2022, I was cutting myself and wishing I was dead, wallowing in my own devices after getting sexually assaulted by a gay guy in year eleven,
Now I'm the happiest I've ever been, seven months clean, talking regularly to my music teacher, (he's a therapist.) with a wonderful girlfriend who means the world to me, who cheered me up before we even got together after I got cheated on by yet another person. I've been eating properly, struggling to keep it down sometimes, but it's been getting better. I've been working out regularly and my self esteem is getting better. I've started to do boxing and I've been getting in less scraps.
My life is fucking good atm

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