What it's like to be free

Progress

I move my car into second gear
And indicate left
As I approach the entrance of my future University

My heart beats in my chest
A year ago I was told
'You won't be able to finish year12'
'Your too ill'
'Your mental illness will kill you'

But here I am 
Driving up to a redbrick university
Who decided that I
would be the student to receive there first ever unconditional offer for biology

And here I am
The healthiest weight I've been in 6 years
Achieving the best grades I ever could
Living my life 

'Incoming call from xxx, say accept or reject.'
My friends scream down the phone to wish me good luck
And reminding me
To see them straight after for coffees and catch ups

A smile spreads across my face
At the warmth I feel inside
At how much I've changed
And grown

I am not the
Suicidal
Underweight
Anxious
Panic attack ridden
Depressed
Girl with no future
who I was a year ago

I'm no longer a walking talking
Mental illness

I am me
And I am as free as I'll ever be