My illness of alcoholism is a tricky one. My struggle with addiction a curse.

For me winning at the mental health game is long term. It’s not a sprint. A 100 meter dash or a quick 50m in the pool. Its forever.
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It’s a lifetime of marathons without a finish line. The white tape at the end. The rosset of first place may never come. But it’s a battle I fight anyway.
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It’s a cause and a struggle I stand toe to toe with. I give it no mercy.
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Without positive action I’ll be squashed and crushed where I lay.
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I sometimes fear the next hour. Dread the day ahead or of the sleep and dreams that may come.
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I cannot bury myself away. I cannot shy away and be taken by my demons. By my head. Today I have choices. I draw the line in the sand.
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Today I choose to fight.
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Safe swimming folks..be brave.. be bold.. and most importantly just be yourself. MH🤗