I must say that the last 4 weeks have been the worst weeks of my life. I thought i had come so far and my depression was under control. Then i made a dumb decision to climb to the top of a step ladder and it fell apart and i ended up with a sever sprain. The pain i felt was off the charts, I wanted to cry, scream and just fall apart. I felt so embarrassed and helpless at the same time. I was not able to walk on it and i had to get help from everyone. Which was hard because I'm an active person and I'm the one that everyone realize on todo things, now I'm the one that needs them to do things for me. Which brings me to today 06/19/2026. I'm able to now walk better on my ankle, there is still some slight pain. I have started back at the gym, which has been helping me to focus. Yet is still feels off and I know that its because I'm not able to go as hard as I'm use to doing. We are not going to count ourselves out, because we showed up. I know things will get better I just have to keep pushing.