One part of me still fighting and that's why I was able to ask for professional help. I know I had a creative strong mind, it's just lost now or hidden somewhere in me. I push myself sometimes to get out, to do something but within a second I become another person who thinks what's the point of living in this world? I had some awful incidents in life. Those feelings are in control now. I love to write and probably that's why I am still writing.
I was a fighter once, but now that fighter is somehow lost within the darkness and sinister...
Rest assured that there are many who want you back and we have faith that you will achieve it.
Thank you for your kindness...