I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
"You are not all gone..." "What would Teasips, she at her best, say to you now?"
I gave it some thought.
She is right.
Buried under all this mess...
I am still here.
"Just keep showing up, one day at a time, you'll be okay."
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:)
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