I am spinning the silk threads of my story,weaving the fabrick of my world i spun out of control .Eating was hard.Breathing was hard.Living was hardest . I wanted to Swallow the Bitter seedsand forgetfullness...somehow I dragged myself out of the dark and ask for help . I spin and weave and knit my wordsand visions until a life starts to take shape . Your seeds shall live in my body,and the buds of your tomorrow shall bloosom in my heart ❤️, and your fragrance shall be my breathe, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons . You were sick,but now you were well again ,and there's work to do . "Recovery feels like shit.it didn't feel Like I was doing something good ;it feel like I was giving up.it feels like Having to learn how to walk all over again "Un-winged and naked ,sorrow surrenders it's crown 👑 to a throne called grace "It's not how far you fall,but how high you bounce that counts "I think that little by little I'll be able to solve my problems and survive Life is journey not destination How high can fly with your broken wings "One of the hardest things was learning that i was worth Recovery "