Summer time. The good. The happiness inside of me. Despite my long list of illnesses, there is a bright light inside of me. I laugh a lot, love a lot and live my life to the fullest. Summer is the feeling of overcoming your weaknesses. The feeling that nothing can stop me and that i'm not the person that the doctors make me out to be. Summer time could almost be described as mania. The ups in my bi-polar mood swings, the days my addiction didn't get the best of me. This is the feeling of being loved and loving the people around you in return. The feeling of joy that was so hard to find. If it was up to me, my life would be summer time. My life would be sheer bliss. However, this is a story of seasons.
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