I was looking through my saved TikToks from January and I was reminded of how badly I was doing back then. I felt so alone during that time and I thought that I would never get better. I thought I was going to have to deal with the feeling that every day was too much for the rest of my life. Now suddenly it's April and I look back at photos of myself from January and I just wish I could have given myself a hug. I wish past me could have known that things would and could get better. I might still have issues caused by my mental illnesses but I know that I'm enough. I know that I have me when there's no one else.