Written by: Anonymous
I have a lot to celebrate recently. Alhamdulillah. I have a husband who adores me, a recent promotion in work, a new car, beautiful vacation photos, and everything that could make people envious on social media. What people don’t see, however, is all of the struggles that hide behind these accomplishments. I don’t just mean the sweat and tears, the sacrifices and long nights. I mean the depression and the death of me that swallowed me whole years ago. To me, the real accomplishment has been survival.