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Last Christmas Eve I wrote a suicide note, and I genuinely believed that I was ready to for my life to be over and that there was no reason for me to go on.
I can't say that this Christmas Eve that desire is completely gone, because it does still cross my mind from time to time; this Christmas Eve I can't say that I'm completely fine, all better, and that I don't need help.
But I can say that I am finally ready to get help, that I've finally taken the first step to getting better (setting up my appointment), and that I am determined that this will be the last Christmas Eve I ever let my depression and anxiety own me in any way.
Really, I think the best present this year is knowing that.
Merry Christmas.
I can't say that this Christmas Eve that desire is completely gone, because it does still cross my mind from time to time; this Christmas Eve I can't say that I'm completely fine, all better, and that I don't need help.
But I can say that I am finally ready to get help, that I've finally taken the first step to getting better (setting up my appointment), and that I am determined that this will be the last Christmas Eve I ever let my depression and anxiety own me in any way.
Really, I think the best present this year is knowing that.
Merry Christmas.