Just for this night.
Monday, 19 October 2015
I always wanted to
be candidly honest, and straight forward about living with a mental
illness. I felt that I would be cheating my loyal, and those who appreciate my work, if I painted this perfect
version of myself, when in reality, sometimes I melt too. I am only
human. The truth is, yes I am on a journey toward strength, and yes each
day I am one step closer to loving myself, but on the way the road is
so very difficult, and every now and then, I do reach a speed bump.
Every now and again the world gets too much, and my thoughts are
blackened by depression and low self esteem. These are the very things
that fight with me, even in my sleep. and yes, it is perfectly fine not to always get it right. Maybe I will just let myself be sad, just for this night.