I don’t know how to word this post so I am just going to bleed my thoughts. As of my last post I was on the verge of a breakdown. It wasn’t pretty. I was in and out of the hospital 3 times. But that’s enough about that.
A slump followed as usual. Now I am on the up, and that has my family worried. To be honest I am worried too. Still at this point there isn’t much I can do. I must continue to live out my life.
On the bright side I have started to be creative again. I am making vision boards, journals, and gardening. I am focused on my diet, obsessed with losing weight that I gained with the recent medication that they put me on.
All in all, it is all just one step at a time. I follow my doctors orders. I listen to my therapist. And yet there is something of me in all of this.