Something happened today that, last year, I never thought would happen. Today, I celebrated my 9 month anniversary of leaving my last hospital visit. Sounds like a small feat to many, but living with severe mental illnesses is no small feat. I was hospitalized 12 times between 2005 and fall 2014. Hopefully, I stopped the cycle.
Currently, I feel healthy and happy. I am content with life, even when I have symptoms. I have learned how to deal with the difficult symptoms.
I continue to participate in treatment, through which I have learned many new skills and have been reminded of old skills that have worked.
The day I left the hospital, I moved many miles away from anybody I knew. It was one of the most challenging days of my life. When I look at it now, I have grown tremendously through the new beginning of my life. I have made many friends. I have gained a ton of nice and beautiful moments in my life, including dating.
I am finally leading a "normal 26-year-old life with busy weekends hanging out with friends and dating a wonderful man.
Truly nothing is impossible.
Each day, I do activities that I enjoy doing, including crocheting scarves and running for charities. I also play piano and sing.
I am blessed...
My life changed for the better 9 months ago. It is amazing how much good can come in 9 months...
