Sometimes I just need a break from life.

I just need to stop being on social media I need to stop talking to everyone I just need a break.

Last week was one of those times, I just forgot all of my responsibilities and just gave up.

I hit a new all time low last week, I got two bad grades I dislocated my knuckle and it hit me that my chances of achieving my dream this year are really low.

I cried more last week than I have in the past month. I bottle up all my feelings so much that i just break.

At a certain point I just break. Last week was my breaking point.

My depression and anxiety and other mental illnesses got the best of me. They won.

But I'm not done, I had a bad week and this is a new week. This is the week where I win against my mental illnesses. It’s okay that i had a bad week, it’s okay that i escaped from life.

I’m strong and my bad week doesn't define me.