A letter to me

To my younger self,

At 27 you will get diagnosed with OCD, depression and anxiety but that’s ok because we will get you help. Please do not let the worry consume your life. You have come so far and for that you should be proud.
Your worries aren’t ‘silly’ I know its easy to say but please listen.
The job you always dreamed of will no longer be just a dream. You’ll be late home, miss family birthdays and parties, see dead bodies, go to domestics and so much more, there will be stress but it will be ok. You will meet great friends through this and for that you will be so thankful.
All your anxiety and obsessions for years will start to make sense because the therapy will help you, your family and friends will be with you every step of the way. The biting of the inside of your lip you have done for as long as you can remember until it bleeds will now make sense because this is your anxiety and one day you will find a way to manage it.
While I write this letter everything seems so far away and unreachable but i promise you my darling it wont be, one day you will start to feel better. One day you will feel happy and content and it will be the best time of your life seeing yourself come out of the darkest time in your life. You my woman are strong and you can get through anything. Life is a test and is never meant to be easy.