I am not my illness
I am not my illness
I’d like to start this blog post by sharing a little piece of me with you. So, here are 10 facts about me:
1. I have a twin sister
2. I have a half sister
3. I enjoy sports such as gymnastics and horse riding
4. I recently sat my gcse exams and I’m going to study healthcare at college
5. I own a very cheeky puppy called Babos and I love him to pieces, he has a twin brother called Duke and an older brother called Kane
6. My favourite animal is an elephant
7. I love listening to music
8. I love my family to millions of pieces
9. I enjoy writing - specifically blog posts
10. I recently moved from England to Wales and I do not regret it one bit
So, now you know a little snippet about me. I wonder if we have anything in common. Or perhaps we are polar opposite to each other. I am curious that if we ever met because of these things, or maybe we will cross paths in the future. Maybe we will never know. But I’m going to let you into a little secret…
These facts make up who I am. And as much as I don’t wish to bring this up, my mental illnesses also make up who I am. However, I don’t have two sisters because of my social anxiety disorder. I don’t consider gymnastics, horse riding and blog writing my hobbies just because because of my depression. My favourite animal isn't an elephant because of my selective mutism.
I have and love these things because I am me. I am Charlotte. I am not my illnesses. I am not defined by my scars or the way my mind works. My scars will heal, my mind will mend. That will not change the fact that I moved to Wales or that I love listening to music. My absolutely bonkers, yet loving pup will not stop giving me cuddles when my mind and body is healed. I will not stop loving my sisters just because I can see the light again. I will not stop adoring my family just because my body will one day stop trembling at the thought of being with people. I will not stop passionately writing just because I will one day more easily get words through my lips. Just because one day self-harm will not be the answer, it won't change the fact that I was able to sit my GCSE exams and finish school. I will not stop being me just because my mind will hurt a little less and my heart will feel a little more happy.
I am not my illnesses. I love these things because I am Charlotte.