3 B's.

...3 B's...

Breathe.
Believe.
Battle.

After having my head forced under the water by the debilitating depression that I battled each and every day, I have come up for a breathe of air.

I gasp.
My lungs expand.
I didn't realize this was possible.

...Breathe.

I am believing in myself more and more each day, and learning to retrain my brain and mind in differenent ways of thought and cognitive conditioning. Is it possible to live a life free from clinical depression and is it possible to overcome mental illness? An illness that is just as debilitating physically as it is mentally?

...Believe.

I am to tap into the competitive spirit that I was born with and used so often during my athletic team sporting events while growing up.

In facing opponents that were bigger, stronger, faster and more talented that myself, I fought and battled.

...I face a different opponent today.

One that is just as BIG, STRONG and OVERPOWERING.

One that lacks mercy.
One that lacks compassion.
One that lacks empathy.

This time, there are no cheering fans.

This time, there are no teammates.

This time, it isn't about a sporting event.

This time, it is about my life.

I am stepping into a new arena to do battle.

Maybe this time I have a fighting chance.

...Battle.

#continuetofight