A year ago I had top surgery.
Honestly, I don’t know what I thought my life would be like a whole year later. I’m a published author. I’m about to graduate from college. I have a great group of friends and I really don’t have anything to feel bad about.
My depression is still kicking, but that’s never going away.
My anxieties are still there, but I’m learning how to cope with them.
I don’t really have the energy to write something long and well-thought out, but I guess what I want to say is that it was more than worth it. Top surgery was a terrifying concept — something I’ve wanted for so long and never thought as attainable until it was only a few days away. Even then, I was convinced something would happen and it would stop me from surgery.
But that didn’t happen. I got what I needed — because yes, I did need it — and now I’m in a much better place.
Top surgery was lifesaving for me.