Milestones and milestones before I sleep…
Milestones. Coming back from mental illness has its milestones. I have met many of these along the way and have touched them as I have gone past. Most say that I’m pointing in the right direction. They pat me on the back as reassurance that I am on the right road and, indeed, I am on that right road.
I am becoming more and more normal everyday, in many ways.
And…I am scared.
I liked being ‘unnormal’. Although it was a desperate situation for a time, it freed me from false gods.
I stopped praying at their temples and took to wandering through the days on a quest to find the grails that I had left behind. I realised that I was not normal. My brain worked differently. My outlooks were different. My goals were not the same. And there I found myself, after a year-long odyssey, thinking that…
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