I’ve been back to square one more times than I can count, I’ll do really good for awhile but then I always crash and burn and let my mental illness get the better of me. Something clicked in me at the gym today... as every part of me was screaming at me to stop running, I can’t do this, this is too much for me, among all that screaming was a new voice. A small voice but at the same time strong. “Keep going...” it said “I won’t let you down, breathe, you got this..” I tried to focus on that and from this point forward I’ll keep trying to focus on that voice, that small light in the darkness. I’ve made peace with the fact that my mental illness is part of me forever, but I refuse to keep letting it win. Here I am, right back at square one again, hopefully for the last time. This is me, all of me.. heres towards working to improve myself and to feel beautiful once again ❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/BuKoHLWlYG_/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rdt6kp96lyrm
