Damn I grew a lot in the last 3 years, I understand a lot more, and a lot less at the same time.
I understand my depression more and I'm not s*lf harming anymore.
I don't write poems that are shitty, I don't even write poems anymore.
I may understand my depression more but I'm definitely more numb and way more anxious.
I'm not happier but I'm less sad than I use to be.
Now six years. It's different. In many ways. It's different.