Nothing reminds me how far I have come like an old song. I think about the headspace I was in when I sang “I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside I am Unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
coffee black and egg white.”
I still enjoy the song but I am I’m a completely different space. Though I still struggle and am in despair some days most I am seeing color! Yes I can get down with how my life is how I think it should be or I can see each breath as hope each smile as hope and every triumph as God. It gets better I promise. Fight on!