A few years ago, during the days when my mind was flooded with dark thoughts, I contemplated suicide. I was weighed down by an overbearing depression, which left me feeling hopeless. However, the waves of negative thoughts have started to calm down. They make an appearance every now and then, ebbing and flowing in and out of my mind. But I am getting better. The days are brighter and my thoughts are lighter.
The world can be a very dark and lonely place when you contemplate suicide. I found the strength to overcome this difficult time in my life. And now, I see the world differently and appreciate the little moments, more than ever before.
I am grateful for the days when the sky lies still and silent above our heads as we potter about.
I treasure the moments when I catch my Mam laughing at something silly my little cousin did.
I love seeing my Dad sing along to the radio when his favourite song is playing.
I can’t help but smile when our pet cat chases a crunchy leaf around the garden.
I adore the days when I curl up with a giant mug of tea as the rain trickles down the window pane.
I love the feeling of freedom when I walk by the sea and feel as light as the sand beneath my toes.
I feel so merry when my sisters come home from a concert and fill the room with their excitement and infectious energy.
I appreciate the stories my grandparents tell me, even though I’ve heard them many times before.
I love the moments when I freeze and think back to those dark days. I smile as I remind myself of my strength. I am here. I am still alive and I am getting better. And those moments when I remember how far I’ve come are the greatest moments of all.