And the Sunrises.
Every day I think, hope, and pray that with each new sunrise there will be light at the end of the tunnel.
This low has been tough. Much different than other times I have been here and at times a bit scarier. I have never lacked trust in myself when it comes to BELIEVING I would not harm myself. That belief is/was gone. I say WAS not because this spurt is over. Because, it has lifted enough for me to see, accept, and take responsibility to do no harm.
I pushed like hell to BE present at all times yesterday with my family. It was tough. And I ended the day emotionally drained.
Tonight the sun will set just like it did in this picture taken with my phone last night. And tmw..it will rise again.