I don’t…

A poem from the lowest point in my life

Photo Captured by Gabriel Alenius

I want to continue to push to share some of the most vulnerable sides to me. I won’t explain now, but 2019–2020 was the worst time of my life — and it had nothing to do with the pandemic. A depression that threatened to take my life every.single.day. A medical poisoning, a toxic manipulative relationship, and an evil brain.