im not meant to be 19. im meant to be 28 with two divorces under my belt and a cat room, for my cats.
im good enough now but with the right medicinal cocktail and some likeminded peers i would honestly be unstoppable. im meant to live in a village where people come to me for advice and guidance. you wouldn't get it.
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a sincere assessment of myself: i am mentally ill but my heart is in the right place, in the rightest place any other human heart has ever been in. i'm on the right track as far as medication goes but there's still some tampering we have to do before things are really stellar
