March 1st Sunday.

Another good mental health day i'm happy to say. Feels so good to feel better mentally, who knows it might actually last longer than a week.. I still miss my dad every single second of the day, i'm just learning to deal with my emotions better. I say this but I sit writing this blog knowing in a few days I could be feeling suicidal, it really is shit having EUPD on top of my chronic depression and pathalogical grief. It's been 2 and half years since I lost my best friend, my father and it hurts just as much as it did the day he went away. I guess i'm just getting better at hiding it. I'd give anything in the world to have my dad back. I've realised how short life can be, even more so since I had cancer too. I sit and think, if I hadn't of gone for my cervical screening I might not of been here today. When I remind myself of these things it makes me realise how lucky and blessed I really am to be alive. I never thought i'd see the day where I was happy to be alive but here I am living proof that life does get better. Even on my dark days, I get through them by reminding myself that I do indeed have better days and thats how I get through them.