People always say that there are always different versions of yourself and that you grow with who you are. I have never given that much credence as I have always thought my core values would always be the same.
And they are, I guess. But in different ways. My main priority has always been my daughter, she is the reason I battle everyday and the reason I try not to get stuck in the depression mud, if you will. But as she has gotten older and more independent it’s a different kind of love and support that she needs and not so hands on anymore.
My other core value would be to treat people as you want to be treated, to me that always used to mean to be as nice to them as they are to you, the older I get the more I realise it just means be nice to everyone, you never know what others struggles are and it’s free to be kind.
I feel like I have started a whole new journey and am becoming this whole new person I didn’t even know I was and it feels amazing.
Until the illness creeps in, self doubt and self loathing are my worst traits and i have been told on many occasions, I am my own worst enemy. I talk myself in and then talk myself out of healthy choices, I tell myself all the ways I can fail and think about all of the people waiting for me to fail.
It’s a hard journey this mental health stuff, as soon as you feel like you have it figured out, it’s there to remind you that you don’t and if we want to be happy, genuinely happy, then we have to fight that little bit harder! 💜
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