My hair is
falling out
from
nothing other
than
bad decisions.
I’m
getting divorced
at 25.
My friendships
are fading,
in a mask
of distance
and hurt.
The most
loving
people
in my life
have left me.
I have
years
more
of school
and debt.
But
alcohol
doesn’t consume me
anymore.
And my
mental health
is turning around.
I may be lonely
but I’m not alone.
I’m the happiest
I think I’ve ever been.