Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on the ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. ~Mary Frye
I am peaceful now knowing I am happy seeing the person I love happy with someone else. People can call me weak but I know how strong I am accepting the fact that I am loving someone who does not love me back. Not many can reach that level of freedom.
Quote on bipolar: I am good for a while. I'll talk more, laugh more. Sleep and eat normally. But then something happens, like a switch turns off somewhere. And all I am left with is the darkness of my mind. But each time it seems like I sink deeper and depper. www.HealthyPlace.com