I experience bouts of depression. Life hasn’t exactly been easy or smooth — it’s been incredibly challenging at times.
After having a stroke, people often assume the worst: that you can’t walk, talk, or eat. They tend to write you off, as if your life is over — as if you’re done but we’re not. The truth is, we’re still vibrant. We have a different outlook on life now. We want to work, to embrace life, to reclaim our independence. We’re fighting every day to move forward and get better.
Even though I still struggle — with stress, loneliness, and the uphill battle to recover both mentally and physically — I keep going. I’m doing my best to eat well, exercise, and stay positive.
I’m deeply thankful for my family, friends near and far, my doctors, and especially my amazing rehab team who have stood by me through it all.
One day, I know I’ll turn a corner.
I’m not done with living. I’m not done with loving. I’m not done with creating.
I’m just not — I’m not done.
