Of course, for me, it was because of who I am to begin with that I even had the strength to fight like hell despite the obstacles I was faced with. But the fight did indeed reinforce to me just how very STRONG I really am!
I miss the girl that made everyone happy and didn't self-harm, wasn't suicidal. I miss the girl that had tons of friends. I miss the girl that didn't need cheering up because she was always happy. I miss the girl who used to be me.
The demons came back, I am not fighting them anymore because I don't have the strength and honestly I just fucking give up.<<<would you give up if I told you I loved you, slayed those demons, and helped you regain your strength?