I've lost my sanity and felt it come back just long enough to be a normal, functioning human being again. Only for my mental health to do a complete 180 and send me info a spiraling anxiety filled depressive episode with no end in sight.
But nothing lasts forever.
The people I walked away from were toxic in my life and left me with no other alternative. I have to do what is best for me, because how can I do what's best for everyone else if I'm falling apart?
The people I've buried are looking down at me from Heaven, or I would like to believe so, and I would like to believe I will meet them again one day.
My mental health is ever changing and that's just something I have to live with. I'm the only one capable of dealing with my own mental health so I have to step up to the plate and fucking do it. I refuse to let it keep me down, no matter how many times it tries.
After every storm, comes a rainbow. We just have to wait through the thunder and wind to be able to see it.
Today's positive thought: This is the first rainbow I've seen since moving to Arizona and I like to think it's a sign of hope.