These are some of my favorite pictures. They embody who I am, over my illness.
My journey towards self love is a long and twisted one. It took me a really long time to be to look in the mirror and respect the face I saw back. There was a period of years when I was afraid of the mirror and avoided it completely. I look at these photos in my dark hours, when relapse and temptation are biting at my heels. They remind me of who I am and who I'm fighting for. It's in these moments that I am reminded of the people who have stayed with me through my darkness and moments that make life worth living.
I'm glad I stayed.
I'm glad I stayed.