Truly, change is inevitable for us all at one time or another. And when you remain hopeful, and keep on moving forward. You find yourself in unexpected places where miracles happen. Believe!
So many times we hear stories of people "suffering" with mental illnesses. But often times it didn't feel like suffering. It felt like coping in silence. Which I guess to some extent is the same thing.
I made up lies for why I was upset and anger all the time, so I didn’t look weak! Didn’t help me out at all, people started finding out and I just started hating myself, asking myself why would I, I’m just a disappointment. I just didn’t know why I was upset.
Suddenly there was some hope! I was not crazy! He said I had dysthymia, which at first I could not even pronounce but the research began and I felt so happy to find out that there were no demons inside of me, I was a regular person who did enjoy life but her brain did not function as well as others - that was all!
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about what it means to quit, and about the complicated and often conflicting valuations society tends to place on that. If I am being honest I will tell you there is a whole host of things I have wanted to quit in my life, and some (like smoking) I’ve done successfully and without regret.