The last time I saw a 16 was in high school.
This period of my life has been a time of Awakening not just for my body, for for my mind as well.
I’ve gone through so many changes. I successfully finished an art class that I didn’t want to do at all, and the old me would have dropped that faster than a hot rock. I stuck it out.
I can see how I’m growing, (and shrinking), and even though I’m fighting off a depressive episode at the moment, I can see the progress I’m making.
It’s a struggle to get up and find the motivation to eat or go for a walk or even shower, but I’m getting there and it’s nice to see tangible evidence of progress like this.