The infinity of imperfection

Is my way to look on what i am

On where i am

Recovery takes time

Babysteps is the way to go

No matter high or low

You better take it slow

If you rush

You will hit the wall

If you slipp

You will fall

Accept the situation

Live now 

Dont then 

Or in the future

Right now is the moment

The moment that counts

I may be fragile

But im not weak

My sickness weakens me

But i will fight to remain strong

In my heart

In my soul

In faith

Recover slowly

Dont be afraid to ask for help

Come as you are

In all your imperfection

The amount you can achieve is

Infinate

But i will ask this

If you knew the cure for mental decease

Would you give my mind some peace?

Orden bara kommer till mig, kanske ordbajsande men får en så stark känsla när det tar form i huvidet att skriva ner det. Ligger i skrivande stund och väntar in min konstgjorda sömn bestående av en hel del tabletter som jag gått på ett tag nu, så mycket enklare att hantera livet när man får sova ut ordentligt :)

Peace alla fina

#vågaberätta