To this day, I still hold onto it to a certain degree. There are still those I come across in life that do not understand. They do not accept that I was professionally diagnosed. They do not care that it is a widely accepted mental disorder. They havn't even really tried to understand the disorder or my experiences with it because it is easier for them to assume. And it is then that I latch onto what has always given me hope; the knowledge that I am a person like any other who was given an unfortunate struggle in her life and became stronger because of it. It has made me strong and able to overcome any ignorance that comes my way.
xposted to my livejournal, agathazephyr