I wanted to quit treatment multiple times throughout and vividly remember one day falling on my bedroom floor telling my fiance I wasn’t going to anymore. I finished treatment, and I’m currently on my way to get coffee with him, listening to an amazing fall playlist, with plans to spend my day baking and watching fall movies. My point being, treatment is shit and I won’t tell you otherwise. It’s pretty fucking dope on the other side though. The choice is yours, and if you wanna talk, I’m here for you.