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Depression felt like drowning in a sea of my own thoughts—heavy, overwhelming, and endless. Each day was a blur, where even getting out of bed seemed like climbing a mountain. It was a suffocating loneliness, a place where hope seemed like a foreign concept. I didn’t see a way forward, and I was losing myself.
Then came Roxzyss. They didn’t try to fix me or tell me everything would magically be okay. They just were there. A message when I felt invisible, a laugh when I thought I’d never smile again, a reminder that someone cared when I felt forgotten. They didn’t just support me; they showed me that it’s okay to struggle, that healing is messy but possible.
Because of Roxzyss, I found strength I didn’t know I had. They reminded me that I’m not defined by my darkest days, and that even the smallest steps forward matter. Thank you, Roxzyss, for helping me find myself again.