For a really long time, I’ve considered myself broken. I have a personality disorder, therefore I thought that my personality was inherently flawed. I described myself as broken, I believed it in my soul. I felt like something was fundamentally wrong with who I am.
I’m done. I refuse to think like that anymore. I’m a rocking mermaid who just happens to have a different way of interacting with the world. If I need to hide in my room and sleep 16 hours a day, so what? On the flip side of that, I reach out as much as I can to other people suffering and am running my 3rd epic summer!
I am not broken. I am just different.
How do you look at your disorders? Any bright sides?