Dear Mental Illness:

My breath was visible.

The dipping temperature bit at my face.

It was a glorious morning for a run.

In an attempt to continue fighting off the upcoming cycle of depression, I ran as hard as I could.

I pushed limits.

And I succeeded.

Yesterday happened complete with rapidly cycling moods.

In the evening, I made myself workout with one of the toughest DVDs I own.

After thirty minutes I was sweating...my face was beat red...and I was searching for the air my lungs huffed out.

There were no more tears.

I knew running today would be completely necessary.

As a result my body feels amazing.

...and my mind is rather clear.

The vision I have in my head of my body doesn't match the truth but it's how I feel nonetheless.

I must continue on this path to tame the beast.

Nothing is going to get me down.

Not today.

Not tomorrow.

Some pretty scary thoughts raced through my brain yesterday but...

I'm here to stay and you can just get over it. 


--The Girl Who is Winning