Wear My Heart On My Sleeve Much?

I used to laugh at people, or even get annoyed at those who used Facebook as a venting mechanism. But I get it now. When I write about how I feel and what's going on, and someone reaches out, I feel stronger. I feel like I can do this. It's a comfort to know that others know exactly how I feel and that there are people supporting me. When I'm at my lowest of low, there are people in my life willing to pick me up and those are the people that matter. If I bottled it all in, and didn't use this blog or Facebook as an outlet, I seriously doubt I'd be able to get out of bed. Trying to save my relationship these past couple of months has made me less of a person. I became someone who felt that everything I did was wrong and that I was not worthy of love and respect. These past 24 hours, I've been able to slowly pick myself back up with the support of my family and friends. I'm not as alone as I thought as I was. I doubt I would be able to stand back up if I didn't vent. Never again will I laugh at those who express how they feel on Facebook. Like me, they are in need of support. I know it is not going to be easy to get myself back to where I was, but I need to work on it. I need to get myself to be stronger than ever and work on becoming a better me. I need to plan my next move in life to make a better future for myself. I'm lucky to have the family and friends in my life who I can lean on. I'm thankful that despite the heartache I feel right now, I am still able accept love from my family and friends.