I am like a ‘ PHOENIX ‘ alive…
I am not who I was. I was just about to die but something gave me strength to rebuild and reform.
As like phoenix that dies and is reborn from the ashes. It’s a mythological concept which can be taken as example of rejuvenation of a body and soul too.
I always wanted to follow my dreams and be a chaser of my dreams. I Wanted to fly and explore my life.
But sometimes whatever fate decides is not acceptable though we have to move forward into the circumstances.
I was not happy with my life with bipolar disease. Birds need wings to fly in the sky but there was no wings for me to explore but though I fought every day, and won every day.
I was a person with different personality with a deeply analyzing thought. Many times people would make me feel uncomfortable but in every condition I kept motivating myself.
There is only one difference between phoenix and me that- according to the mythology..Some legends say phoenix dies in a show of flames and combustion, others that it simply dies and decomposes before being born again. Most accounts say that it lived for 500 years before rebirth. But in my case I die every single day and take rebirth every day.
There have been a record of mood swings in my type of bipolar case. As well as suicidal thoughts. But I love my failure, win, life in any circumstances because I am different.

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