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So it seems I’ve come full circle.

When it came time to write my first blog post, I was at a loss for days before I found the words. Now, when it’s time to write the last one, I find myself staring again at a blank page.

The past six months were all about new experiences, facing old fears, and finding all of the happy I could get my hands on. They were about trying to find some kind of peace, even on the days where I felt like I had very little control over my own life.

There were incredible, amazing, full of joy days. There were horrible, heart breaking, barely get out of bed days. There were days were I honestly wasn’t sure which end was up, or which way to turn, or where I should go next.

And I made it through them all.

How, you ask? By just putting one foot in front of the other. By knowing that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, that the sun will always come up, and that there are always people who love me, know me and believe in me. By doing new things, even though they terrified me, and discovering that maybe they weren’t nearly as terrifying as I thought they were. And by finding the little moments that put a smile on my face or the happy in my heart, and holding onto them for dear life.

Once upon a time, there were days where I didn’t know if it would ever get better, or if the noise in my head would ever stop, or if I could ever be happy.

Now, after a lot of tears and hard work and baby steps, I feel like I’ve finally found the answers I was looking for.

And with a little faith in yourself, you can too.

About Jessica Wilson

My name is Jessica Wilson, I’m 35 years old and single. The single is (mostly) by choice, the 35 is not. I am mom to 5 furbabies, have become an avid runner, and own and operate a small business. I’ve been dealing with mental illness for as long as I can remember. I was diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety in my early 20’s, and continue to struggle with it or manage quite well, depending on the day. It very obviously runs in my family – my grandmother was bipolar, and mental illness can be traced back at least 3 generations on my maternal side, in various forms.

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