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Blessings


I don’t want to give you the idea that my life is one long struggle. I’m blessed in many ways. I have family and friends that love and support me. My faith provides a foundation of acceptance and joy. My writing provides an outlet for creativity that leaves me feeling happy and rewarded. Mental illness affects me every day, but it doesn’t define my reality.


Mental illness has made me strong. When you work out every day you get physically strong. Well, I fight to stay sane every day and I am mentally strong. I don’t give in to the crazy; I fight. I make a choice every day to make sure I do everything in my power to live the life I want to live.


I don’t live in fear. Working with the elderly, I met many people who were clinging to life, fearful to let go. I’m not afraid to let go. My faith gives me peace. I’ve been through enough pain in my life, and I know there is more to it. What we do on earth is a fraction of the eternity we have ahead of us. I may have fear at times but I don’t live in it.


I am creative. My mind opens up because I see more than just what this world has to offer. I can grasp ideas because I spend time, at least sometimes, in insanity. I am not confined to reality. I’m not limited by my senses. I may not be able to take that knowledge and extend it the way I’d like, but I can see it.


I am sensitive. I care about others and others care about me. I can relate to the pain others have gone through because I have been through so much myself. And we know when another person, “gets it”. We sense that understanding and acceptance. It makes us feel safe and loved.


I could go on, but I hope you know enough to know I’m not searching for your pity. I’m searching for your understanding and your connection. I have what I need. I just sometimes want more.


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