i just got the weirdest bittersweet feeling in my stomach. Out of the blue, i just thought about who i was almost a year ago now, and how far I’ve come in the last ten months. How messed up emotionally i used to be. i was so far in the closet, i was practically in fucking Narnia. i seriously used to think it was something i could just hide. Marry a dude and just fake it, fake it all. It seemed so easier that way. No judgements. No losses. And now, i just feel so proud to be myself. i mean, i still have a long way to go, but i think of that dark messed up place i used to be and, i can’t imagine who i’d be today if i was still there. I have this overwhelming feeling of sadness for those who are still in that dark of a place. i can’t imagine how it must feel to still be completely alone.