I’ve known for quite some time that I struggle with my mental health. I was diagnosed back in 2021, and I’ve noticed how easily my emotions can take over whenever I feel overwhelmed. Sometimes, my trauma response shows up as anger. I also find myself getting frustrated or irritated even by small inconveniences, which can be exhausting to carry day by day.
I had to stop seeking psychiatric help because of financial constraints, and that hasn’t been easy. There are moments when I feel deeply sad, especially when things don’t go the way I hoped. But I’m slowly learning that not everything will go according to my plans, and that’s okay. Not everything is meant to move with me, and not every situation is within my control.
What I’m trying to hold onto now is growth. I may not have everything figured out, but I’m becoming more aware of myself, my triggers, my reactions, and my patterns. And with that awareness, I’m learning to pause, to choose better responses, and to be more patient with myself.
Becoming a better version of myself doesn’t mean I’ll suddenly stop feeling these emotions. It means I’m learning how to sit with them without letting them define me. It means choosing to heal, even in small, quiet ways; through reflection, through accountability, and through showing up for myself on the days it feels hardest.
I’m still a work in progress, but I’m moving forward, and that, in itself, is something worth holding onto.















