2013 was a tough year. I don’t recall if it was necessarily tougher than other years or the toughtest so far.
I know it has been hard with one of the longest episodes of depression, that at times I did not think I was going to survive.
But here I am on the last day of 2013 and I am grateful.
Grateful to be alive.
Grateful to not be depressed.
Grateful to know the difference between sadness and depression so I don’t go down that slide (hopefully not as often, not at all would be fabulous).
Grateful to my support system of family, friends and mental health team that hung in there with me through all the bipolar episodes.
Grateful for those who love me in spite of me and all the not so nice (putting it mildly) things I did or said when manic.
I am grateful for the good things I have been able to enjoy this year in spite of being manic-depressive.
I am also thankful to each of you who follow, like or even comment on my blog. It is you who inspire me to keep journaling online (posting) in hopes that we can all be a safe haven of expression and support for each other.
be good to you and have a safe holdiay
love to all
pb aka peanut butter