So I’m home again after being hospitalized for a bit and I’m happy to say that I’m doing much better! I’m really glad to be home and to finally feel like myself again. I had forgotten what feeling good felt like.
I can actually say I’m recovering. I wish I could put into words how amazing it is. I was diagnosed with PTSD on top of the depression and anxiety I’ve had for years now, but it’s okay. I’m going to be okay. What matters now is that I’m feeling better than I have in years and I’m here with my family and all the love and support I could ask for.
It’s been a long ride that’s lasted for the better part of eight years and it’s left me feeling dizzy and nauseated, but I’m laughing and smiling again. I’m not letting it win. I’m finally okay.