I’m slowly realising that my recovery can be a juggling act. Some days I feel, I could take on the world. Then the next I would struggle to get out of bed.
I know which one I would like to be most of the time. I realise that I’m often walking a fine line, the balance between controlling my thoughts and giving in to chaos.
Finding out who I am has brought some comfort and peace. I know that I’m on the right path and I will beat this, but I have to be realistic and take my time.