I had no idea how my life was going to improve in any way. It felt like I’d hit rock bottom. I didn’t have a job, I’d lost my dream of becoming a designer because of a brain tumour, I’d realised my family were toxic, I felt alone, and my mental health was seriously deteriorating. Every day was plagued with memories from my past, nightmares while I tried to sleep and thoughts about how my future wasn’t going to be any better. I couldn’t see a way out anymore, even though I kept constantly searching. I was always surrounded by toxic people no matter how much I read into it and tried to recognise it. I just kept reliving the past both in my mind and through the same people and…