Like My Old Self
To say I've had a rough couple of months would be an understatement. Somewhere between grieving and depression, I lost my creativity. I went from not being able to shut my ideas off at night enough to fall asleep - to having nothing. It felt as though a part of me died, and for a long time, I had no desire to correct that issue. As I now reach a little over 8 months since Jolie's passing (feels like yesterday though), I'm starting to feel like me again. It could be the move I recently made, but I've been feeling these sudden bursts of ideas popping up in my head. The ideas are flowing again and my entrepreneurial spirit has once again awoken. I'm so excited!
During a time where my therapist kept suggesting that I take anti-depressants, I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and my loved ones were extremely concerned about my mental state - I randomly woke up one morning and declared to The Universe that I'd been cured. Of course I wasn't, but I want to be, so I declared it! Just pretending to be better made me feel better.
I'm so happy to have had this blog and all of you to express my feelings throughout this time.
I thank you for not leaving during my dark times and sticking it out with me.
I will never get over loosing Jolie. I still cry and have bad days , but I'm learning to live with it. Some days just feel surreal, and I just can't believe what happened...and the way it happened...but I'm still here. I could have lost my life that day.
Besides, how lucky am I to have given birth to my Guardian Angel? Not a lot of people can say that.
I am blessed.