What a difference a day makes.

image.jpegA day like today two years ago someone I knew chose to jump from a window. You wouldn’t have said she was depressed. Yet she was and she couldn’t take living or loving anymore so she went ahead and took the biggest of leaps: the leap onto not-existing. We miss you on earth, C.

But, then, day like today last year I met one of the people who have been there for me the most this year. There’s lots I have to thank her for. For reminding me that I am strong. And worthy. And that I can do things.

What I am trying to say is that you never know what a day will bring. Some days may stay tarnished in your calendar forever, some may not. Because in the end the thing that really matters is to make days count. To mourn the bad and celebrate the good and remember that we used to be happy and feel so proud.

It is hard to let go of things. It is hard to snap out of moods. But it is even harder to go through life without living because we are too scared. Scared of laughing, of sharing drinks in crowded bars, of accepting people in our heart. Scared of being the beautiful people we are and trapped onto thinking we will never be enough.

Well, don’t. Make your days count. Cherish the good. Exorcise the bad. Life is a journey, life is a way, life is beautiful. Baby steps, keep it up and start living.

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2 thoughts on “What a difference a day makes.

  1. I’m truly sorry for your friend who couldn’t find a reason to live. When the Black Dog comes it’s very hard to see any positives.
    I’m really happy that a year after this happened you were able to meet someone who made you feel better about yourself and find some worth in your life.. Without those things there’s a danger of the Black Dog visiting you too. Your new friend is a dog catcher and they’re very important.
    Your advice is good but not very easy for some people to take. You’ve proved your worth just by trying.
    Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving.
    xxx Huge Hugs xxx

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