The picture on the left is from January 2016. The picture on the right is from this month. People tell me I have changed, and if you mean to insult me with that, you won’t. You can literally see the pain and sadness in my face and in my body. The way I spoke and carried myself, I was an anxious, depressed wreck. The night before this picture I had taken a razor to my own hair and chopped it after spending hours crying on my kitchen floor. This was the darkest point I’ve ever endured in my life and I’m amazed that I am still breathing today. So yes, I am a bitch, I am clingy, I am fucking rude and I do not take any shit from anyone. I am not the timid quiet girl from my adolescent. I am strong, sassy, controlling and crazy Af. Yes, I have fucking changed. Get with it or get out of my way.