Exactly three years ago I was hospitalized and diagnosed with Bi-Polar and Psychotic Delusions.

Worth celebrating?

I was in hospital for almost two months, nearly lost my job, stressed out my family and I wake up groggy almost every day due to my medication.

But don’t get me wrong though, I think a lot of great of things have happened as a result of this as well. It really jump-started my spiritual journey in life and I now feel I have a much better understanding of it.

My mental illness might never completely go away, but I can still take responsibility for my own life, accept it as it is and learn to live within the boundaries (and gradually pushing them further when I’m ready).

I’ve learned that if you take time out of the equation there’s nothing you can’t achieve as long as you keep trying.

For the last year and a half or so I’ve had a lot of trouble with anxiety which tends to take over more and more of your life, gradually building a social prison around yourself. Yesterday though I was finally able to get on a plane with my family and fly again (my worst fear). That was a huge victory.

One of the conditions I set for this website is that I can only write about things if I “walk the talk”. It doesn’t mean I should have all the answers, all it means is that I need to keep trying and then maybe we can find the answers together…

So maybe today is worth celebrating after all.