I never thought I would leave the house again, or have friends, nor a partner. I never thought I could draw, read, find interests. I never thought I could think.

Yet here I am, 2 years since a psychosis, with good friends and a semi-partner. I've changed a lot, and in many ways I hate myself for; I've gained weight and lost self-worth, but I've also gained a new perspective on life. I am more compassionate, understanding, empathetic. I am stronger than I imagined, and I wanted to share this, because you - yes you - are too.

I know it's hard, it's so hard, and frustrating, and sometimes you look at your life and think why me? But I'm so so proud of you, and if I can leave the house and make something of myself, then you truly can as well. Keep on keeping on.