Spreading the message of positivity…

Hope for this city, state, country and world.

In a world full of negativity how does one stay so positive? It’s not easy at times, and having a diagnosis of Schizophrenia/Schizoaffective Disorder and being on permanent disability leaves me with a whole lot of free time to do whatever the I please.

I find my days interesting to say the least; mental health is good for this season of pandemic and political discussions, trying to find the good in all despite the many people who aren’t. It’s that simple for me.

I hate drama. My husband and daughter thrive on other peoples and I avoid it at all costs because I am an empath.

I do not know when I first had prodromal symptoms of Schizophrenia. Looking back I made a lot of decisions that were questionable.

But I have always been headstrong and demanding of myself to be in the best shape, physically, mentally and spiritually. I try not to preach with words but it is hard on here, so I must say that since starting out with strength training for a month, four days a week, I am very happy with the mental results and feel my body getting stronger every day, even on rest days like today.

I have learned to make the most of what I have, even if it isn’t much. And I see potential in every life upon the earth.

Am I strange to have such hope? I believe I am. I am not naive. I see the corruption. But I will vote and do my part.

Positivity surrounds me all day, music, people, dogs and cats, plants and all of nature that of which God created for us to enjoy not to abuse. So every time I water or take care of my pups, I feel blessed to be able to take care of them.

I want to have it all and won’t settle for less.

I am not my diagnosis. I am much much more. I can think clearly now that I am no longer psychotic and life is good because I choose to say that.

I make my imprint on this universe rather than allow it to make an imprint on me. I put out there all that I wish to come to pass. And today I decided I wanted to spread a message of hope. I hope I have succeeded. Hard days still come, but it is rare now rather than the rule.

hope this blog finds you all well

Peace, love and joy to all!

pax

Victoria

It’s a new beautiful day

Sometimes life just gets hard.  It is hard to know the right thing to do especially when one suffers from mental illness.  I am dually diagnosed, I suffer from addiction along with Schizoaffective disorder.  I fight it though and am happy to say that today I am clean and sober and taking my mental illness meds as prescribed.  It is not every day that I can say that, but I have hope for many more days like today to come, one day at a time.

I have new hope that God will carry me through when I cannot lift myself up even in prayer.

The great part is that there are these really good people in my life today who help me to see the positive side of things.  Negative people have a very small place in my life.  If I could I would eliminate them altogether but when they are immediate family it is very hard.  I try to be positive with them, always pointing out the good in every situation and lately there have been some situations which just suck!  But I do my best and I think I am doing a really great job with what life has given me.

I will leave you with this prayer which I try to live each day.  It really helps me to get through everything with grace and dignity.

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change (you),

the courage to change the things I can (me)

and the wisdom to know the difference”

Amen

Pax

Victoria