When I first became ill 18 years ago, no one turned toward me. Everyone left me. During that time, it felt like everyone else was achieving their dreams and aspirations while I was left behind.
I have spent many dark days wondering: is it possible to be this alone, cast adrift in time, where no one knows how the day arrives or even why? Is it possible that in this vast universe, no one can hear me? Is it possible that no one can lend a hand?
The hours, minutes, and seconds were so heavy. Outside, the world kept moving; people were happy, fulfilling their wishes. After the death of my only sister, I became even more solitary and broken. No one paid attention.
I was forgotten and cast aside a long time ago, but I have realized I need no one. I will continue and I will win on my own. I will move forward alone, just as I have felt from the very first day. God waits but does not neglect. My day will come, my destination will arrive, and I will finally find my rest.
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