I really hope this title isn’t misleading. On God, I had to fight.
I had to deal with my mental illness overcoming me, and people belittling me because I wasn’t “all there”. To them, I was just nothing. Or at least I’d never amount to anything. To them, I was just going to be on disability for the rest of my life. Never work. Never succeed in college. Never do much of anything, if I did ANYTHING at all.
I’m here to say that, that is over with. I got a nice, decent place with my love, i’m trying to goto work (pretty much already have a job), i’m becoming INDEPENDENT. Something people thought i’d never do.
And here I am. Folks, this is mental health recovery at it’s finest.
If you have ever doubted yourself, look at me. I went from pretty much catatonic to independent in 5 years. Quite seriously.
(Pictured: My love, his dog, my cat)