Hi. So, the last time I came on here was about somewhere before June in 2017.
I overdosed on pills and almost died. And I had a traumatic and long road of recovery ahead of me. Now, it's 2019 and I am a senior. I am ready to share my journey with the world.
Know that everything in this story is true.
Every little bit of it.
Other then my name, all names will be changed for others privacy.
If not obvious, there is a major trigger warning. I talk about cutting, suicide, bulimia, anorexia, codes, mental hospitals and family issues, and ptsd.
I truly love and appreciate you all. And for all of you to know, I'm re-writing all of my books, and I am in the process of re-writing and publishing the adopted series.
Much love, and for all of you who wish to contact me and tell me your stories, vent, or just want to be friends:
Instagram: Sad.n.glad
Snap: Caitlinstumppp4
YOU ARE READING
Kobe
Non-FictionCaitlin had literally lost everything when she overdosed. And she had a long road of recovery ahead, from codes to eating disorders to family, to cutting. She felt like a walking corpse. Until a long, painful, inspiring recovery
