Here I am. Living.
There was a time when I did not want to live. When thoughts of suicide were my constant companion, however I am grateful to say those days are in the past.
Despite it all, here I am living. Despite having bipolar, here I am living. And not only am I living – but I am loving my life and thriving.
So much has happened over the course of my life, as I am sure you can say the same. So much has happened and yet, here we are.
I am feeling more like alive than I ever have. I am feeling more like the person I’ve always wanted to be but that I thought was beyond my grasp.
Life is precious. Life is wonderful, when I was at my worst I wasn’t alive, I wasn’t living – I was existing, and now with a lot of hard work, optimism and hope – here I am.
I hope everyone realizes how strong they are.
Despite all the hardships and trials you go through, you keep going. That is true strength.
Sorry my last two posts have been short, I have so much to say but I haven’t quite been able to express myself adequately (lots of writing and deleting). I do however have some amazing news and I am hoping to share it shortly.
Life can be so beautifully unexpected, remember that.