There were the days I thought I wouldn’t make it, and the days I didn’t make it. The days I wanted to give up and the days I gave up. Somehow, thru no feat of my own, I am still here. This body has not left me yet, or should I say, I have not left it. Exterior: Corporate, successful, great speaker and team builder. Interior: Panic Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder-Bi Polar Disorder…leaves nothing in order.
For every step I have taken, I have fallen. I don’t smoke nor do I drink at all. I think it’s because I realized that with these sicknesses, you cannot outrun you.
I remember one-day thinking if I was at the beach right now, I would feel so much better. I spent a week in a beach house, directly on a beach, had sunny weather and yet nothing had changed, other than a location. Things work for a while then they do not.