Last night i started thinking about everything i've been through last year and realized that although i've started recovery just a few months ago, it feels like it was ages ago. It's weird, one part of me denies it all happened and i'm sure it's my mind's way of coping with such intense feelings.
Looking back, all the darkness and sadness that invaded my soul for such a long time seem to come back to life and it aches so bad, thinking how ill i was and being so resignated at life that i didn't even care asking for help.
Today i feel pitty for that foolish innocent girl who couldn't see the amount of damage she was doing to herself without consciously knowing it.
It hurts so bad because that girl was me
GRETA