My gift and my curse



My mind.
It will forever be my gift and my curse.

My gift
Because it allows me to think
To have clarity
To create
To discuss
To feel
To be me.

But it's my curse
Because it makes my head spin
It can make me sick
It can make me want to scream
It can make me want to drop everything and run

And this will forever for me to bear.

I always assumed that it would get better as I grew older.

And although it did get slightly better, it is not because I was older.

It's just that as you grow older, you learn to handle it better.
You learn to cope
and it's something you'll have to keep learning

Because triggers will continue to change
So coping mechanisms always has to evolve too.

And this is just my life.

And I will continue to do my best. 

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