#isavedallthosenotesyouwrote

[firefly-on-the-wind]

Today was my birthday

I'm 27 and I finally have an appointment to get medicine for the mental illness that's been a drain on my relationships for years. Being sick doesn't absolve me of the wrongdoing in my actions, I know, I still need to focus on DOING better. I could go on about how I'm doing this to make a better me, but I'd be lying if I said so. Truth is, there's a girl. Ironic that I had to drive her off before I'd get the help I need. That she'll probably never know that I'm ultimately doing this because of her, for her, seems a little like poetic justice.