I’ve battled my own mental health demons where I’ve struggled with alcoholism, bulimia, sexuality and self-identity.
For the past 14 years I’ve practiced diet, exercise, nutrition, yoga, reading, writing, and meditation. It’s back to the basics. I simply live and breathe all the fundamentals of life.
Is this what I asked for? No.
To be honest, none of the above mentioned sounded like my idea of fun at the age of 27. But I didn’t have a choice. Life caught up with me and took me by surprise.
Ultimately, reality set in and I found myself ‘cracking up’ under what felt like immense pressure, when in fact, it was nothing more than everyday life.
In short, I had recently gone through a divorce, and only a year or so later, I experienced another breakup that triggered a total collapse in self-worth and sound judgement.
I never saw it coming. It was like someone flipped the switch on and that was it. My mind was held hostage to obsessive, compulsive thinking. I lost complete control over my thoughts.
And as much as I tried for several years to rein them in--the rampant, invasive, unwanted thoughts refused to go away. As I could not, for the life of me, let go of unrequited love.
I truly felt I was losing my mind. And it only got worse, because the choices I made at that time only created more setback, more pain, and more chaos in my world for years to come.
After a very long stretch of self-inflicted suffering veiled by clouded denial, I began desperately seeking a way to claw myself out of the deep pit of pain and delusion.
I had to find a way to feel better which meant finding a way to get clean, get sober, and move on no matter what it took.
That’s when I became determined to break the vicious cycle that continued to plague me over and over again like a nightmare on Ground Hog Day.
And what I found is that the more I stood my ground--stayed sober, exercised, ate right, practiced prayer and meditation--the more I attained some sense of clarity, balance and piece of mind naturally, without medication.
It’s rather cliché, but it is what it is. It's the pursuit of happiness that saved me. I refused to suffer. I refused to be unhappy any longer. And so began the pursuit of purpose some 14 years back….
Fast forward to present day where I've learned how to attain the ultimate reward at will, any time any place...freedom.
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