If I could sum up 2017 in one word, it would be: humbling. This year, I learned so much about…
“I am not fat. I am not skinny. I am strong, confident, intelligent, passionate, courageous. I am more than a number, and so are you.”
“Rock bottom was the surface on which I built my foundation of recovery. One stone at a time”
But finally I feel like myself enough to once again pick up my pitchfork and go to battle against my disorder. And I thought that that was worth some acknowledgement and appreciation.
A sexual assault survival poem.
“Growth is found outside of your comfort zone.”
As my favorite philosopher, Dory, from Finding Nemo said, “just keep swimming.”
“Freedom from oppression is great, and there is no greater oppressor than mental illness.”
Grief never goes away, we simply grow around it. And as the pain fades, it becomes a precious piece in our hearts of the one we loved.