​Normal is such an strange word to me. I yearned for it for years but soon understood that I create my own normalcy. Normal is subjective. My mental illnesses have to be managed and they are life-long, so sometimes I have to redefine what’s normal for me. It’s all about learning what is going to work for you to live and not just survive.


  1. So true. What I thought was normal isn’t, and that is one of the hardest challenges. A blessing because I don’t have to suffer so much, and a curse because I feel like I’ve lost so much at the same time.

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