My birthday has been brilliant!! I know it's not over yet but I am bursting to say how blessed I am to have such wonderful friends. I received presents (and I didn't expect or even think about wanting any) beautiful cards and two bunches of flowers!
Here are the flowers with my cat in the middle wanting to be included!
I was overwhelmed when people showed up, including friends I had not seen in so long, who I have always loved dearly though may not have revealed that, and my friends in Halstead (that could make it) all who showed me such love.
Everyone really loved the cake:
Which was presented to me at Doughs Bakery, where we all celebrated and the shop staff even gave me a birthday card! Thank you, guys, you really made my birthday something more special.
Now I smell Madonna (delicious!!) and will lookin prettier, have Christian Music, have socks to last me a lifetime (I'm glad of that - I am a socks lover!!!and proud of it!!) got a little teddy bear (I'm
young at heart!) choccies, nut the most important thing I learned was its great to be alive and have
real friends. I've taken people for granted, including my mum, by wallowing in my depression
episodes and being skeptical of everyone after my horrid experience with Joe Delaney, the guy who abused me at hospital.
I live not in spite of him anymore. But for the love of life.
I am a fighter, stronger than I realise and I guess I can say for certain now that I am LOVED. It's never something I truly believed before.
I am lucky to be alive and here are some photos below of my some of my friends.
But the lesson here is, we need friends and we can't give up on life because our minds tell us to do so, we may have friends we don't know that love us dearly and would be hurt if we tried to end it all, either over a halfwit " professional" or our own demons.
We must remain strong, my friends, or think of a time in the future when we will realise how much we are loved.
My friend who came today said we could go to galleries together and that has always been a dream of mine, as I love all kinds of art. I'm going to go out again, continue to trust God and do good, as
Joyce Meyer would say.
Yes, I may have blips, hopefully no more breakdowns, and I continue to care for my mother better, as i am now her carer for life, and in a way, I'm honoured to be that person.
Full of ups and downs yet I am stronger for it, and more humbled having friends online and in person who care for me.
I will try to do my best to urge people from my blog or my Halstead Hermit Facebook page to seek help, not to accept negligence from the mental health system, to try to hang on then progress to really live.
Live please, it's the one option we can make to be overcomes and live better lives.
Because I love each and every one of you and that's the truth. Don't become a statistic, be the best you can be. Lizzie xxxxx The 38 year old lol xxx