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Four years ago today, I took my first tiny, shaky steps down the road to recovery from the depression and anxiety that devoured me. As I look over my shoulder, the anxiety and depression no longer are bearing down on me, waiting to pounce again, and there is enough distance between the road I traveled then and the road that I am on now for me to look to the future, not the past. On this unconventional “anniversary”, though, I find myself recalling how I got from there to here and feeling immensely grateful for that journey.
When my world imploded, I had no idea just how many steps it would take to find, get on, and stay on the right path that would lead me out of the suffocating darkness back to the light. There were plenty of proverbial “one step forward and two steps back”…
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