Some days are a struggle for me. I feel alone. I feel scared. I feel like hiding. And then I remember that my life isn’t just mine. I don’t exist in a vacuum. I influence everything around me whether I want to or not. For years I ran from that, and tried to pretend I didn’t matter. I hid in bed, and kept myself from the world. The only thing I got from that was depression, and the only thing the people around me got was an unhappy presence. I choose not to run anymore.