Problem is that you think you’re done with it when you know you’re not. It slowly creeps up on you and then attacks whether you’re feeling vulnerable or not. It’s just something you have to deal with, you can’t get rid of it, you cant ignore it, you just have to accept it. You may think you’re happy because everything may be going ”perfectly” that very second but inside you know that you’re just as fucked up as you always were. It’s like an addiction; you want to and forever will continue. However, regardless, I'm changing my life, slowly but surely, to be full of adventurous dreams & memories.