Hiya! Today is my nineteenth birthday, so happy birthday to me. I thought I’d write a little something proving that life does get better and you aren’t going to always be suffering.
Five years ago, I promised myself I wouldn’t live until my sixteenth birthday, at a push my eighteenth. And here I am, on my nineteenth birthday. I know it can be a bit simple and cliche for someone to say “life does get better” but take it from me, it truly does. There’s only one rule though, it’s if you let it.
You can sit on your ass all day feeling sorry for yourself and your life won’t get better. You can get up and choose recovery and one day, your mental health will improve. Now, I’m not saying that if you are mentally unwell and you feel sorry for yourself some days that you aren’t trying. Believe me I know you are trying and I know some days, you can hardly want to get out of bed – I still get these days. But there’s a difference between trying and just allowing your mental illness to consume you.
There was a time in my life where I genuinely didn’t want to be here. Everyday, I’d be thinking about death or simply, just me not being here. But I’m completely different now. I still have days where I could simply not want to be alive but that doesn’t mean I want to die. I don’t know how to explain it but if you know that feeling, then you know.
A quote I love to live by is, “life’s not out to get you, despite the things you’ve been through”. I guess you can say pop punk music isn’t all depressing hahaha. But honestly, life isn’t out to get you. At all. It may throw shit at you but that means nothing. What means more is how you deal with it.
Now I understand this isn’t your typical birthday blog post because many people would probably upload a what I got for my birthday post. However, I thought it was a decent idea to do this style of post to prove that even though, something shitty may be happening right now, it doesn’t mean it lasts forever.