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Walk with mental illness and addiction

Breathe

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Here we are standing at the cross roads. I knew this day would come that I was going to have to say goodbye one more time. But this time is different this time there is a peace that is like no another. You have always been my strength. When I didn't believe in myself. You believed in me. You are the reason God and I have a relationship. There are many reasons actually but you are one. You showed me that even when times get tough you still praised His name. Even when we felt broken and completely lost together. Sitting for coffee at your tale every morning in its own way has saved my life. By showing me that love is patient, love is kind. You have always been kind to me especially when I didn't deserve it. I know how much you love my blog. I knew how much you loved to watch me dance. For the Lord and other times surviving this life. But you still loved me.  I danced for you. Now this blog post is for you, I love you. I will be a little lost when you say goodbye. But I look forw...
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Milestones

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For me the little steps seem to make a bigger difference. Yesterday I was able to speak a little in front of people that are pillars of the community. I woke up this morning feeling better than I have in a long time. I conquered a small fear yesterday. Speaking in front of people. This is something I have battled all my life. If had the choice to stand up in front of the class or fail. I gladly took the fail. Let alone speak to people who have always been "someone". I can not help but feel like I do not belong. But now I am thinking bigger. Now I am thinking I want to bust through this road block of no compassion. I'll tell you,  so we have this beautiful park and it is 40 acres. Unfortunately the outside looks beautiful but the inside at the heart needs some work. I remember going to the park and doing arts and crafts. Playing team sports like dodge ball and volleyball. Now everything is separated. No one is really engaged other than on their phones. Or picking on someon...
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Walking with mental illness 1

www.bodyblisses.com I was  a happy young girl at the age of 11. I had an amazing father. My dad was my everything. He was bigger than life itself. I spent most my time with my dad. He taught me a lot about life but fast cars and rebuilding motors, whether for boats or bikes, this is what we did. Countless nights in the garage. He had a beer in one hand and a socket wrench in the other. He was a very intense man full of discipline and morals.  From my eyes I had the perfect life. We were not poor and I was somewhat spoiled rotten. We were pretty blessed with fast cars,boats,motorcycles. Living well on the golf course. I remember colors being brighter, lilac trees smelling more intense. The grass on my bare feet going between my toes. We had a lot Old English sheep dogs. We raised them. Trained them and showed them. We had many different personality dogs. Some mean but mostly goofy. Arnie he was my favorite. He liked to chase cars and he didn't like beer. and definitely didn't ...
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