The last few weeks have been horrendous. Appalling. Someone close to me got an upswing in their BiPolar, leaving me feeling alone. My friend died – unexplainably painful and earth shaking, and then I realised my ex boyfriend was still a psychopath (literally), so I gave him the boot. It has been an intense few weeks.
I got through though, and to do so I used these words: ‘Get up, dress up, show up.’
That was all I had, and it was all I could do. So I did it, and got through.
Thanks again blog and bloggers, for still being here when my head returned to positive. Big love to everyone out there.