Better things

I could never talk to my ex about my depression cause he always seen it as a joke.

Because to him depression was “in my head” I didn’t have to be sad, I made myself sad.

I’d have 7 anxiety attacks a day, and he’d tell me I’m over reacting, and needed to calm down. Then would ignore me when I tried to fight him about being rude towards it.

The guy I’ve been talking to I’ve been friends with for over 10 years, and he helps me.

He’s patient with me, he understand that mentally I can’t be happy all the time, but he still try’s his damn hardest to make sure I am, or that he’s always there when I need him.

If I can’t talk about what’s going on, he just holds me, and tells me it’s gonna be okay. No matter how many times I get upset about the same thing.

I was with my ex for over a year, thought I was in love with him and everything. We broke up on the 14th of April.

I started talking to this guy a couple of days after, just being friends, and he’s made me feel more alive, and happy than my ex did our entire relationship. We have our first date this weekend and honestly I don’t care about how much shit I’d be getting for not giving myself time to “heal”

When it’s right, it right.

I’ve never been happier, and I hope you see this.