Still my life. My perspective is all I know. You would love me to say I've overcome shit, wouldn't you? That I'm strong, and it's all going to get better. It's not. This is me, and it's not just going away. You couldn't be arsed with it when it's hard, you only want the easy. You disappear until it gets easy. So, that's what this is? Waiting for me to say "Oh, you're SO right, Will. I'm so strong and I've overcome it all! Let's run away into the sunset and post how happy we are all over social media." Just not Facebook. That's not allowed.