I’m now at a point where, I’m starting to feel that recovery is possible. Having had to face for the first time. Having to feel and understand how much progress I’ve made.
This last week has been very painful, it eight years since I disclosed. In the last eight years, I’d never actually felt the feelings. I would let them overcome me and I would not be able to function.
Yes the last week was tough, on many levels. But I realise that, it’s all part of the journey. I’m not going to say a I’ve been cured, but I can now just observe and acknowledge what happened.
As I heal, I realise that I have good mental health and no longer an illness or a label. I’m now person who loves life and I know that recovery is not only possible but it happens.