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I've mentally and emotionally drained myself out the past couple of months. For what? I honestly don't know. I let my emotions get the best of me. I let one experience ruin my outlook on life. It's the one thing I didn't want to do and yet, I couldn't help it. I've literally sank to the bottom at one point and didn't want to get back up.

The point is, I'm done caring too much when it's not needed. I'm done over worrying. I'm done letting myself drown in my own self pity. I'm not invalidating my depression. I'm not saying that it's cured miraculously or that I will never experience another downfall again. I'm just saying that I'm done letting it take over me. Life is about choices and how we act upon those choices. We make mistakes. And I need to learn to move on from those mistakes.

One of those mistakes is possibly keeping this blog up for so long without trying to look for other mediums. Which is why in the next few weeks, I am hoping to create a whole new website where I can easily share everything I'm passionate about. Writing will always be my number one love. And I need to honor it. And I should probably just honor life in general. The good and the bad. It's time to cut the crap and get out there.

If all goes well, my next blog will be my last living blog here. *Fingers crossed*

Wish me luck!
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