For the first time in my life I could feel that I was moving somewhere ahead. I was finally free from the shackles of the brain meds that held me back. There was so much in me which was tied back and waiting to be unleashed. I kept myself away from true happiness. This thought lingered at the back of my mind since I had stopped taking Escitalopram a month ago but it was only now reading John Green and listening to slowed+reverb playlist the realization hit me harder than a truck. Holy molly, finding myself again after years, my true personality, was not an easy journey, but through the ups and downs I am doing it. The background music of soft pattering of rain on the window and mellowed down music with the vibe of a coffee shop and holding a hot cuppa in my hand was the most comfort I could imagine at the moment. Coffee. Books. Slow music. Soft pattering. Home.
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Emma's Journey To Self Discovery
ChickLitIt took twenty-five years for Emma to take her health seriously when she received her blood test report and found out that on top of diabetes, bipolar disorder and polycystic ovarian syndrome she was at a risk of dangerously high triglyceride and ca...
