I have a lot of rough days but I also have a lot of exceptional days …I don’t like pity and I am humbled by people who have it worse and yet you would never know it. I don’t frown upon you seeking help anyway you need it but I frown upon those who knock you for it. It takes a lot of courage to find that inner power but it takes no courage to accept that it’s missing. I am personally a fighter and it’s the exceptional days that remind me of what it’s like to be whole..and no, this does not mean I am perfect, but it means that I can find a comfort level, a peaceful state of mind. A place where I can function pretty darn well and sometimes pretty fantastic. It is always possible and sometimes it can be a mere day away.