Today I was happy. I figured I should write it down because it seems like a lot of my days are getting darker. Harder. I feel my mind slipping into the darkness again. I’m still taking my meds and working hard to keep my head afloat, but I feel it. I feel myself slipping. I spend more time with my family because there’s something about them that brings me peace. I’m trying. I’m trying so hard to not drown. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but today I was happy. Today I am happy. And that’s worthy of being written down.
