I was trying to make a short clip for Mandy. 😂😂 Turned into an ordeal. 😳🙄😂😂 Love my buddy. 🙂
I am not defined by a single trait. It takes all the pieces of my pie to make me who I am.
I am not bipolar, a recovering addict and alcoholic, artist, creator, passionate, loving, empathic, caring, gay, curious, an explorer of all things and places, living healthy, and silly as I can be. I am all of these traits; as well as my defects, life experiences, the battles I’ve fought, the wins and losses, my spirituality, and what I learn from connecting with others – for the good or bad.
I find gratitude in all of these things as I continue to grow and love myself.
I am honored to share the good, the bad, the nightmares and mysticism of my life and the insights I have gained, to become the person that I am becoming.
Most all of us have waged wars (or are waging wars) against selves, character defects, unhealthy lifetime cycles, or mental illness.
Most of my life I felt isolated in my war – I was loosing most battles and felt isolated by it and feared asking for help. Very few people knew that I was even suffering – as I had learned to wear a heavy mask of “everything is GREAT!” It wasn’t until my mind, body, and spirit began to completely deteriorate and melt down – and a final suicide attempt that hospitalized me – that my family and friends realized how sick I was.
Today, I have made the choice to be happy. I’m far from perfect on this path, but if sharing my experiences, progress, and hope can help even one person – then every second spent here is worth it.
These words meant the most to me when I felt alone, different, isolated, and as though nobody could understand my pain:
You are NOT alone.