Part One.

I am forcing myself to write. It has been so long since I’ve written anything for myself, which feels like the opening line of much of my writing, but I am sitting down and writing it out. I have no idea where this is going.

Lately, life has felt extra turbulent. The holidays were weird and kind of stale. My birthday is normally something I’m exuberant about but this year I didn’t even want it. I started to go to the gym religiously to cope with my seasonal depression and it sort of works.

I’ve switched medications to try to tackle my mental health and I think we might be onto…