Why I’m Glad I survived.
We make choices in life all the time, from the moment we wake up (and begin a series of snoozes) to those last seconds before drifting off to sleep at night. In moments where I felt bereft of options, I was dead sure (pun intended) that the choice to disappear from life was the only one there was for me. I can say with a 100% certainty now that regardless how recurrent that thought was; it was never going to be the right choice. But that obviously wasn't always my line of thinking. I didn't want to live, but I also didn’t really know how to live. I didn’t even know myself. It was like living within a stranger who couldn't do anything right and who I absolutely loathed. I don’t need to embellish further but I’m here today and I’m pretty happy in life, being alive and I’m excited for my future. I’m glad I survived because: I have learnt more about myself in my recovery than ever before and grown as a person as a result . I have a wonde