No matter what life has thrown at me, I stand proudly, pulling myself back up again, even when I have fallen amid all the difficulty. I am a warrior who never gave up, striving to regain my sanity. My friend, if anything, it has made me completely fearless. I never let my soul be destroyed. Trauma, tragedy, and illness will never kill my spirit. With such suicidal ideation, it took immense strength to avoid. You cannot stigmatize and judge me until you know my battle. The arduous journey of each individual is a struggle only they can truly understand.
I hid the pain and suffering for so long, bravely facing stigma and unfathomable challenges. This ignorance I let pass, demonstrating my strength of character. Inside, I screamed and pleaded for God to take me away, unable to change reality, merely struggling day by day. This battle was not my choice; it brought incredibly intolerable pain. Too many storms consecutively, I simply went insane. It is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so profoundly. If you had walked the life that I have, you would not sleep so soundly. I now find joy in still smiling when nobody thought it was possible to recover at my own pace in life.
Volatile and lost for so long, strength became my only choice. I searched for rainbows in the rain. My struggles have transformed me into my highest self. I am changed as a person, and I will never be a victim, shining in the darkness like a star in the bleakest of nights. It astounds me immensely how I could survive the hardest of fights. Even when I couldn’t walk, I would force myself to crawl. If you can relate to the depths of hell within one’s own mind, trapped with no way out, with demons surrounding your bed.
It was a struggle getting out of bed every single morning, with nightmares of depression as a forewarning. It is impossible to hide from one’s own mind; therefore, I was simply lost.
I am now a positive dreamer, a diamond in the rough carved out by myself. I am kinder-hearted, broader-minded, and independent. Too much to bear at a young age, even for a lifetime. But now, I am a much more mature adult. I would not change my past, no matter how much pain and sickness I endured in my body and soul. I have the liberty to create my own happiness, and my definition is courage rather than illness. For all these challenges, hope and faith have transformed my entire body language, boosted my morale, and brought positive vibes into my life. From overcoming so much, my wounds are now my wisdom.
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