all i could do was complain,
my mind only saw the negative.
even my compliments,
had an air of criticism.

today, I can stop whingeing  
and get on with my life.
Little by little,
I can be fully present to my life.
So much to be grateful,
even when life seems so hard.

I am so grateful that I am alive,
and that I survived my own attempts at embracing death.

I still whinge now and then,
but I no longer live there.