mental health is the weirdest thing. time is the weirdest thing, but also the best healer. how you can go from never being able to sleep, crying night in night out and having constant panic attacks to feeling the most at peace you’ve ever been with the world in less than a year is the weirdest thing. I feel, finally like I have a purpose in being here, I have a plan, I know where my life is going. I have so much love for myself and for another human and making someone as happy as they make you is the weirdest thing, and the best thing all at once. a year is a short amount of time, really, and yet I am a different person now than I was, and I wouldn’t recognise the person I was a year ago if she hit me in the face, and I am glad of that. the right people, the right situations, the right places, and you change more than you can ever imagine. I am a better version of myself than I have ever been and I will never look back to a part of my life that shook me and caused me to be a person I didn’t like. mental health is a weird thing - always will be, but now it’s a fleeting moment rather than a couple of months, it’s running hands under warm water to calm my nerves instead of countless bad bad bad nights that shouldn’t have happened. bad days come and go, and yet I finally feel at peace, with myself, with the world, with the way my life is going. and for me, that is enough
a note to self (june 2018)
june 2018 to dec 2019 ...
