Patience

Practising patience. It’s really hard. I have been so so patient with my recovery. I’ve waited for time, medication, appointments, therapy, mental health workers, doctors… everything. I have been so patient. Some times I don’t mind; but some times I do. I get frustrated. I have spent so much TIME getting myself better.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am aware of how far I have come – I’m not disregarding that. I just feel like everything has taken SO long. I know there is no ‘cure’ or switch that can be flicked; I understand that but it leads to frustration.

I just want to get up one day and not feel the burden of all the things I am feeling. Just an empty day. It would be so nice. So I am being patient, in the hope I get a day like that but it is highly doubtful. I am working on myself so hard but part of that process is realising that I cannot change everything. I can’t stop bad things happening around me, I can just control how I react.

Practising patience.

xo