Today is my 3 year anniversary.
3 years ago today, I broke. I gave myself two options – give up or keep going.
3 years ago today, I called my mum, the only person I could depend on, and begged her for help.
3 years ago today I saw no future, I didn’t want a future, I just wanted peace.
3 years ago today my journey began, and I began the road to recovery.
Today I look back, and see the lost soul with absolutely nothing left, crying on a Cornwall headland looking absolutely destroyed, beaten and hopeless.
And today, I can honestly say to him ‘it does get better’.
Today is my 3 year anniversary. I survived.
Anxiety whispered ‘you cannot withstand the storm’. I whispered back ‘I am the storm’.
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