If people can’t understand me or who I really am, maybe I shouldn’t blame them or dwell on them, because not everybody is at a place where they CAN do this. I know who I am. And even what I do not know, I still am what I am. Just attract those who get it, and me, and let go of the others.
Sometimes someone else can see and point out the good in us that we do not see. This happened to me recently. I felt that someone saw, accepted, and encouraged me, someone I have a lot of respect for. May it continue.
Sometimes in the search for Ultimate Reality one can get too caught up in that, and dismiss THE REST of Reality.
i am MORE than my mental illness, yet I HAVE a mental illness. I am not just like everybody else, yet, I am.