*raises giant mug of apple juice* it's the four-year anniversary of the most depressed i've ever been!! may i never again sink that low!!

you might think it's a little weird to be drinking APPLE JUICE on such an occasion (and not something more somber like chocolate milk) but i think it is cause for celebration. i mean i survived and i know my limits now and i've never been that bad since so

although tbf as much as i talk up autumn weather this is the first one since i've really been able to enjoy, considering. which is also a cause for celebration in its own way.

it's silly to pin a date on something like "lowest point" and even sillier since everything past like the first week of october until the last week of november is now lost to me. i vaguely remember collapsing on my floor crying and barely able to breathe so that's a strong contender but idk when the fuck that was. but mid-november is a good estimate.