I was diagnosed when I was seventeen and was soon after admitted into a hospital treatment unit where I spent a lot of time struggling to cope. Five and a half years later and I am breathing- more than that I am living life to the best of my ability. I have dreams and plans for the future but I am not 'cured' and despite the fact that I found that there was 'light at the end of the tunnel' there are days where I have to continually to renew my thoughts and force myself to keep walking in that light lest I fall back into the darkness.
My purpose in creating this blog is no more than to share my experiences in the hope that they may inspire a precious person to keep breathing despite the fact they are breaking apart.