Blessed

Sometimes I pity myself when life doesnt go my way, or blame my mental health for things left undone that day, I pity myself for things that have happened, because I fail to see all the blessings on backend. Concentrating too heavy on whats bringing me down, instead of all the ways my life has turned around like the 2 little angels that lifted me from the ground and of course I can’t forget the amazing love that I have found. But, my insecurities, I can’t say I have them beat, they still affect me, greatly, from my head to my feet, but they can’t beat me, I won’t see defeat, I’ll keep fighting, I will never retreat. But while that battle rages and continues on and on, my mind goes other places, half the time it’s gone, until it shows up drunk and naked, passed out on the lawn, and I teach it to walk again like a little baby fawn. I’d like to think I figured it out and maybe struck a balance, I try to do it through my writing, one of my only talents, and I will put this pen to pad until some of it makes sense, I need to think of the benefits and stop with the expense. So in conclusion I’m writing this as a reminder to me, “when you get hit with the nagative it gets hard to see that right behind that comes positivity. KEEP YOUR HEAD UP AND YOUR FEET MOVING FORWARD, AND YOU CAN WITHSTAND ANYTHING YOU COME TOWARD.