And that’s got me thinking.
I’ve got a lot to be thankful for.
Like really, A LOT.
Last year I was sick and this year I’m not.
I mean, for the past decade I was sick.
Basically my whole life I was sick.
And now I’m not.
I try to explain what that feels like to people and always
The best I can come up with is it feels like I just got superpowers.
Try to shoot me
and the bullets will bounce right off.
I went from feeling like I was on death’s door everyday
to having fucking superpowers.
So yeah, that’s a lot to be thankful for.
I wake up everyday with energy.
My house is always clean now
(because I have the energy to clean it.)
My laundry is always done
(because I have the energy to do it.)
My dishes are done
My kitchen is clean
My house smells nice
I have a part time job
I’m going to school full-time
I just wrote a novel
(all because I have superpowers now.)
I no longer want to kill myself.
I no longer feel sad for no reason.
I no longer feel anxious for no reason.
I no longer feel mad.
I have superpowers.
I have a partner that I love.
I have two cats.
A great, big, supportive family.
And a whole lot of extended family.
Seriously, the best family in the whole world.
I love them.
I would die for them.
They are awesome.
Did I mention I have a great family?
A supportive partner.
I’m feeling pretty lucky.
And I have superpowers