I want to share a little story with you and tell you why I was missing. maybe it will help someone? In January of this year, I began to feel very unwell. I abruptly stopped drinking and eating, I didn't want to get out of bed in the morning because I was asking myself: why should I even start this day? doctors searched for a million reasons for my condition, but I received the answer only in August - depressive anxiety disorder. I'm working hard on myself now and it's really hard. I go to a psychologist and try to lead a different lifestyle. I'm getting better every day, but this is just the beginning of my long journey. what am I doing this for? If you feel bad, please don't give up on it, because I did it at the time. appreciate yourself and the world around you, it is really beautiful. everything is fixable and you are strong. so strong that you can't even imagine! I hope this does not happen to you, and if it has already happened, you are not alone and maybe my little story has helped you feel your strength a little.
