I swear I'm not bipolar

Wow.
This is an uplifting blog.
Some might think of me as a motivational writer of sorts, but hey, I'm just doing my part to heal the masses.

But seriously...this isn't me.

Lately it seems like I'm focusing a hell of a lot more on the negative aspects of my life. Sure it includes some sad stories, but who's doesn't? Some pretty amazing stuff has happened too.
It's only the horrible events that seem to stand out in my mind the most, and influence my attitude and my health, mentally and now physically as well.
I have lost my gratitude and that makes me sad.
I am actually quite lucky. Lucky to have a wonderful caring family, great friends, an amazingly patient husband, and a dog that thinks the greatest thing in the world is just seeing me walk through the door after a long day of napping.
I'm lucky I was born free. I'm lucky that my parents got drunk that New Years Eve of 1979 and had sex without protection..........you get the point.
I can't dwell on my negative memories anymore. They have shaped me, but they don't define me.
Everything is going to work out. I've told myself that many times before, but I think now I actually believe it.

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[Husband]

ok, so maybe when I can't think of exactly what to say, I speak in e.e. cummings.

“Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star...”

[Husband]

Baby, I will be there for you when you're sad and when you are happy. That, I can promise you, is something that will never change.

Husband

“Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.” e.e. cummings