Luggage Vs. Baggage
I moved out of my home state for 7 years. The lives and chapters I led were astounding. The material gains and losses ebbed and flowed.
I relocated to my home state 3 years ago after a very heartbreaking parting of a loved one as well as an immense spiritual awakening/psychotic break.
I finally admitted to myself that I needed my family. I needed childhood familiarity and comfort.
Sometimes life throws you those curve balls.
It takes great strength to swallow pride and give in. To ask for that help.
Fast forward, I have FINALLY moved into my own home again!!! Three years of hard work, mental stability with regular medication, consistent therapy and solid prayer. I DID IT.
I blasted through the barriers that I may have self imposed but also maybe were there for another reason unexplained..
As I unpack my boxes and begin to settle and decorate - that is the fun part after all. I find myself really fine tuning the items I’ve carried along the years.
I no longer resonate with some of the stories, the pieces or chapters of whom I have been. Other items I discover I keep and realize those are the parts of me that were once so dark that now seem so light.
A glistening scar when the sun hits.
So, I began to question ..
Luggage Vs Baggage..
How much do I truly carry? Would I pack it in a suitcase for vacation? Does it benefit my future? Does it benefit my Well being? Or is it weighing me down?
Alas, my diagnoses is a Blessing. It took years to recover and embrace and accept.
Nonetheless, I AM HERE!
“Adulting”, Living, Breathing, Thriving.
I choose the Luggage, any day. #conqueryourmind #BipolarDisorder #mentalwellbeing #MentalHealth #Recovery
