So for the first time in my life im keeping one of my new yrs resolutions. IM loving myself more.By that I mean that ive taken the necessary steps to help myself. Im now on medication to treat my depression and I now see a therapist to sort through all my shit that has royally screwed me up over the years. And the best part is Paul. Weve been going through a tough time, but he's sticking by me and trying to understand more how I work inside. Not to long ago I just held im in my arms and I knew I didnt want to let ago, and I guess thats what I need, not to let go and not to give up. Isnt that the point of life?