I’ve been depressed for a while, and this is the first time I have brushed my teeth in over a year. Gross, I know, I still need to go to the dentist to get a cleaning done and get rid of tartar/periodontal stuff, but this was massive progress in terms of mental health for me. My teeth have always been a major source of discomfort for me ever since I was a kid, and when I spiraled into a hole of crippling suicidal depression in 2020 that was the *last* thing I wanted to deal with. Now, I’m doing much better, have been making an effort to take better care of myself, and that includes brushing every day like a normal human being. I finally feel like I’m not a literal walking zombie.

It may seem like such a small thing, but I’m literally writing this in tears. It’s obviously bad, but it’s not *that* bad, I can salvage it, you know? That feels good to know.