A Year ago was the worst part of living independently.

A Year ago today little did I know I would be going to my former office for the last time.

For over two months, I was living life in a lie.

I was not being honest about taking my medicine.

Others could see it, but I wasn’t being honest.

It took many people to get me to understand that things weren’t right.

Eventually I understood, but it was too late.

My mind was always starting to crash and burn.

A manic episode was enraging.

All while I was trying to work.

I don’t know why I went there, but honestly it was the best place I could have been that day.

I had so many people worried about me.

Some were reduced to tears.

It was then that I realized that I had to be honest about my struggles and what I had done.

I am forever grateful for the help I received throughout my crisis.

I took some much needed time off to regroup before going back to work and while it wasn’t easy, eventually a year later I still see things that just weren’t right.

Now I make those mistakes part of a plan for ensuring that things never happen in the way they have on that fateful August day.

I have learned so much and am doing so much better because I know I have to manage my life with medication…all of it…no matter what.

My life is so much better than it was a year ago today and I’m just grateful for being alive today.