I've grown up with alcoholic parents, I've developed anxiety, depression and BPD over these events and probably have CPTSD. BUT no matter how much I've suffered and struggled with even getting out of bed or my sense of self or identity or the all other bull*. I've come across through either external or internal demons, I'm here. I'm strong, I've survived, I'm going to university and doing my best to break the cycle and love myself and be the best version of myself I can possibly be.
