Here lies a scar a short cut to a shortcut on the journey home to the heart I almost died trying to find a way out of myself to release my own demons free the inside of me in the split second of a split vein the moment i almost lost all of my moments the breath of life i realized its importance there is no easy way out you will hurt the ones you love when you are here now then suddenly gone tomorrow there is no easy way in there will always be trauma that aches beneath the skin things you want to escape from escape into life is full of paradoxes you want to live but self sabbatoge your life though the same God who created the stars created you you feel yourself undeserving to be among the living Yet you are here In almost giving it away I learned life is a gift i must not squander it eventhough I feel squandered by it at times that I am wasting my time These ill feelings pass and ill get past my past and the future will at last be the last thing I grasp my last will and testament that I faced the present my sadness, my fears, my anxieties deep depression fought them all tooth and nail raised hell to be comfortable in my shell accept myself And I outlasted it won the battle Lived Survived Thrived. I am here.
One of my goals in life has been to become a person who advocates for the mentally ill and helps end the stigma attached to mental health, especially within the african american community, one of the largest groups of people that reject mental health services. One of the ways I do this, is through sharing my own trials and triumphs. I am deciding to be brave today, take a deep breath....and live