There is another world out there. A world where good things go to die. Where light is sucked away, and you are left to wander. Alone.

A world where everything is confusing. Where the line of reality and deceit becomes blurred. A world where pain is normal, and happiness is a stranger.

Where you straddle the line between sickness and peace. And you would rather choose sickness. Because sickness has become family, and wellness a trespasser. You have come to love the pain.

Sometimes it feels like mental illness is the only thing you have. Your only possession, your only friend. Life does not matter; you want to be left alone. Left alone in turmoil.

Your pain is not the only thing you have. There is more out there. More beyond the turmoil. There is beauty and peace. There is love. There are wonderful places and wonderful people. The bright side still exists, even if you are having trouble seeing it.

Stay in the fight. Know that there are good things ahead. Even though you suffer, the sun is still shining. And it will be here for you, when your vision is clearing, and your mind is calming.

And you will notice. That wellness is better than suffering. That peace is better than pain.