Monday, February 25, 2013


Getting out of bed seems impossible. And then hours, or a day later I get out of bed. Even if my feet are heavy on the floor. Even if I sit on the edge of the mattress longer than a sitcom. I stand up. I make my way to the toilet. I sit and even if just for a moment, I smile. I thank God. I acknowledge myself because I. Got. Up.

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