When you live with mental illness the world becomes different. Different but not necessarily all in a bad way.
I ride the storm of the bad days better than ever lately and I do feel like I am finally starting to conquer them.
Today I am embracing my happy. And that to me is an accomplishment. I am okay with my bad days. It’s taken me a long time to be okay with not being okay, but even longer to embrace any happiness. I felt like a fraud for being ‘too happy’ when I am supposedly depressed.
Fight your battles, cry your tears, love without limits and find your happy!