today while reading my twitter tweets, i came across a post that sums up my experience dealing with mental illness perfectly.
“i’m not where i need to be, but thank god, i’m not where i used to be.”
oh boy, is that true. maybe my dissatisfaction with my current situation comes from me wanting too much. but, that is how i was raised. i was taught to not be average or ordinary. i should strive to be better. so, when i look at how things are now, i think to myself, “this could be better, i could be better, why can’t i make things perfect.” all this type of thinking has done is cause me to forget all the positive i’ve accomplished.
in my journey to recovery i’ve overcome suicide attempts, nervous breakdowns, self harming, agoraphobia, ocd, eatting disorders and body image issues, and alcohol. i’m still working on the anxiety, panic, add, and depression, but, i’m moving forward now. but most important i accept things for what they are. i am living with a mental illness, and that’s okay.