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  • Writer: Peta Hills
    Peta Hills
  • Dec 11, 2017
  • 1 min read

I am fucking struggling. Massively.

If it isn’t mental anguish it’s physical pain and it’s not just migraines these days.

I am having a really hard time remembering the positives and seeing photos on my fridge of me living life with my friends less than a year ago really stings.

I wholeheartedly believe that nothing is going to get better, in every single aspect of my life.

As always, I am not giving up but I am severely losing the strength needed to hang on and I certainly see absolutely no light at the end of the tunnel.

I fully acknowledge there is a world full of people who are worse off than me and I am constantly in awe of their courage and strength to continue to fight and carry on.

I am a total shell of a person at the moment and don’t even recognise myself anymore and I find it hard to believe I once had a life that didn’t feel and look like this and calling it a life also seems ridiculous because this isn’t living.

I don’t have much else to say. But I needed to let it out.

I hope you are all enjoying what is usually my most favourite time of year and please know you’re all getting a million gifts as a thank you for sticking by me throughout this never ending shitstorm.

Especially this human - an old shot from when life was ‘normal’ and our brows sucked.

 
 
 

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