Fighting a mental illness is difficult.

 

It devoure your soul.

 

It control your mind.

 

It push you to do terrible things.

 

It's inside of you

 

and it's there

 

reminding you that, even when things will going well,

 

it will drag you down

 

and will ruin everything.

 

It took years to fight it and try to overcome it

 

and a few moments to destroy everything.

 

I'm so tired of fighting it.

 

My whole body is tired of fighting,

 

it just wants to surrender.

 

"It's all in your mind" they said.

 

Easier said than done.

 

That's the problem.

 

It is in my mind,

 

It controls every action, every thought of mine, it affects all my relationships.

 

I'm realizing I'm in a bigger situation than me

 

and I am afraid that this time it will win,

 

that I will let myself go and that I'll lose.

 

But it's time to leave those feelings behind me.

 

It's time to be happy again.

 

Because I deserve it.

 

Because it's time.