My Journey and My Struggle

 If there's a dream, it's feeling better. Each day that goes by in my world, feels like hell to come. Despite that thought, I still find the strength within me to manage a smile on my face. A healthy mind is everything. Without that, I've got nothing but emptiness. What good is emptiness, if the only thing that exists is absolute nothingness? How would any individual heal, in other word's, if there was no will to want any desire to keep moving forward, life when your mind and emotions are flip-flopped upside down constantly is a complete stress nightmare. "I feel like hell! I just want to die but to be honest I just want to live a happy life." Ideations are confusing at times. People hear the phrase "die" and the usual first response tends to be to not commit suicide. The best part, is for the individual with the depression or trauma is to be able to recognize the need for an outside reach for help. When I first recognized I needed to seek help, I just took a deep breath and sought out resources. To be honest, I dreaded the fact that I would ever need therapy. Several years went by, prior to me finally making one of the most difficult decision's for myself and my life. I found myself staring into space, with a blank expression and all I could think and say was "therapy."