What Do I Want?
I’ve been surviving for so long. No, not living. Surviving. I know what I don’t want in my life but I don’t think I’ve truly thought about what I actually want.
After the deaths. After the abyss that is GAD and MDD. After the years of floundering about in a benzo haze when I had to.
What do I actually want now that survival seems constant?
A larger question I need to think about.