The Sun Always Rises
Having bipolar for 23 years now I am used to the highs and lows and for the past 2 months it has been a mix of both that has required much strength on my part. Today I celebrate the victory of being on my own for 3 weeks and feeling hopeful without fear only peace. I thank God for this grace because only he knows what my mind has put me through. I have been hospitalized countless times and always lived with a caretaker or mate. If someone would have told me, I would be on my own and feeling this wonderful with a heart full of love and a spirit of freedom back then it would have been unimaginable. I chose this picture to post because it shows the beginning of a new day and reminds me that the sun always rises. I have to thank The Mighty and all of you who have sent me encouragement and support and shared your stories for me to relate and feel included with. I don't know how long I will have this amazing feeling and outlook without being manic or depressed, but I am celebrating today for what I do feel and to let all of you know there is always hope and the sun always rises. God bless and stay Mighty! #wearemighty #bipolarbear