How long will I feel this good?
It feels like it never lasts, yet with each day, that is 24 hours with the that feeling of ‘will something change and cause a relapse?’
24 hours in a day,
A day that could show a change in behaviours, mood, distress levels, impulsivity…
24 hours full of choices,
Choices that could both have a positive or negative impact on my recovery,
24 hours doesn’t sound long but times by 7 and thats a week of choosing to build my future,
To stay in recovery,
Times that to add on a month,
Every minute turning into an hour,
Each hour counting towards a life that was once unwanted,
One that I tried to eliminate,
One I wished would stop and not exist anymore,
Yet, Here I am!
I haven’t come this far to only come this far!
I’m not done fighting.
Each minute, turning into 24 hours, days making up a week, into months and eventually this day, this distress and mental torment will be just another time where I chose to keep going!
24 hours doesn’t seem like much,
But I can withstand any storm that is ahead of me, because I’ve survived and lived through my mental illness to this point,
Relapse after relapse,
Crises; one after the other,
And it all comes back to a day at a time,
24 hours,
ONE DAY ONE STEP!
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