Home is Health and Health is Wealth

Remembering the days that I felt numb

And

Remembering the days that I felt nothing

Writing this makes me eyes turn into a faucet

Because it felt like yesterday, when I really lost it.

I feel so grateful now that those are just memories and experiences that I don’t regret

And

Now that I am healthy, and I can finally accept that I am not perfect

I know how to find acceptance in myself that even without a roof over my head

I have a home, I can find a home, I can recognize a home, therefore, I’m always home.

My health is my home.

I have peace in everything I do

And

Everything I think

And

Everything I feel

I can believe in what I want to believe in

I can do anything I want to do

I control my happiness and my madness

Everything I have ever wanted was always right in front of my eyes, it’s just that I was blind

And

Being blind is a disease in the most figurative and literal sense

Home is health and health is wealth

I cannot believe I am so wealthy to where I can be at peace and afford to live in a world full of chaos at any given price

BUT

Actually, I can believe it because I worked so hard to be able to live my life in such an idyllic state

I can afford to feel and still be okay.

I can be numb but I am at peace.

I can be mad but I am at peace.

I can be happy but I am at peace. 


I can be anxious and still be at peace.

I’m always home.