Today is the day. The 28th. A year ago today, I was contemplating suicide. Not only contemplating, but just an arms’ reach away from the bottle of pills I was going to down. I have it written in my calendar. It was either go to the hospital or down the pills. Luckily, I fell asleep and woke up to see another day.
From somewhere deep without, I found the strength to go on. I do not know where it came from. It was down right supernatural, because I know for a fact it didn’t come from me.
A week after that day, I was spiraled into an uncontrollable bout of mania. Add a dash of psychosis. Even on meds, it had to run its course.
Here I am a year later, baffled I made it through. B.A.F.F.L.E.D. that I grew in spite of. Just dumbfounded.
I will write more on it later, but just had to jot something down in recognition of this glorious day!
If it had not had been for all those trials, all those friends lost and all those gained, I wouldn’t be here today. If it had not been for something sooooo simple as this blog, I may not have been here today to celebrate one more year.
What a year. This goes down in my history books, as we all have a history book. We all have a year to celebrate!
This date will be my new year date. I wonder how many times I had this chance and I didn’t notice?