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A letter to my support group!

There have been and will be days I find that I have been defeated but I believe there is a reason for everything. I've been praying for things and giving thanks to God. I don't want to go under because I believe God is enough. That's a hard truth to swallow. The truth, that if you believe in a higher power, that God is going to pull through for you. My mental illness doesn't define me. Does it make life difficult, yes but I'll push through like I have in the past. Some of this still is hard for me. I've been kicked so many times that I have given up and tried to end it. So if you want to give up just know that it's got nothing to do with being selfish but get help. Reach out to someone. There is a purpose for everything. Every philosophy on the earth says so but for me, God is enough.

Why do I write this, because every day I struggle with living. I have an amazing girl that I want to be my girlfriend and my future wife. My family loves me and I have a job but I feel like I don't deserve to live because of the abusive past and present relationships I endure. My mom passed away in December and it's been hard on the family but I endure and even with mental illness I am there for the family. Just don't give up and if you find yourself struggling with day to day life. Wake up and say what next? Do the next step and keep saying it til you. make it through the day.

Okay, the last thing I seriously encourage you all to blog or journal. I have a blog about my journey with bipolar and dealing with life. If anyone is interested I'll share my blog link but just keep living. It may be hell in our heads but you can live a great life.
- One love!

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