About 18 months ago I was on my 'arris and in a psych hospital with suicidal depression after nearly jumping off a bridge. After been released I was on meds and receiving mental health care.
Today I am on no meds, discharged from mental health services, working as a volunteer with paid work in the pipeline (that's a bit slow in coming...)
Theres been ups and downs along the way but today I can honestly say that I love life.
I love waking up in the morning, I love been of use to something other than myself, I love just BEING!
Maybe my mums illness has made me think a bit, I don't know, but just been alive is amazing to me.
Just pondering here...
Thanks for additional replies :-)
I don't understand this thing about the afterlife tho?
Why cant people be happy to be alive here and now? Why wait to be happy?
Six years ago the missus left and left me in debt, I felt down and depressed but through hard work iam now solvent and met many good and kind people not being held back by a selfish anti social *** as yazz sang in the eighties the only way is up!! Glad your is improving as well nailit all the best.