Finesse and Depressed

This is as raw as my life gets without a filter. I talk about life finesse and depression

You know the feeling you get when you know before you even let go that crumpled up piece of paper is about to make it in the can? Or when you send a text without looking and don't even bother to check it because it felt good? I call that finesse. That's the one word I would use to describe the good parts of my life. You also know that feeling where everything gets very dark and no matter who or what's around you feel very alone? Yeah that's the other part of my life. Two of em. Finesse and depressed. That's what I'll be talking about in this book. If you don't wanna hear about becoming everything someone could have wanted leading up to 21, and totally destroying everything I've ever been for a few near the end, then this would be it.