A lifer or not

When I was a patient at the state hospital, the staff and patients used the word "lifer." A lifer was a person who was doomed to walk the halls inside the locked doors for ever. There were many that got that title. I was on of em.

I was 18 when I got the title of lifer. I despised that. I told myself that I will prove them wrong. I said to myself that I will do whatever it takes to prove those naysayers wrong.

I fought my way through some hard times. I didn't give up and never will.

I am not a lifer. I still have SZA and always will. But I will not become a slave to it.

My life has meaning. A purpose. A calling.

If I didn't have the drive and strength to not become a lifer, my life would be futile.

I won't let anyone tell me I can't do something. I will prove them wrong.

I'm happy today. If I could dance I would. I'll leave that thought alone..LOL!

Going back to the state hospital as a speaker has made a profound impact. I've been given a second chance.

I know I repeat this message, but I have to. It helps me stay focused and determined.

Live as if it's your last day, love others equally, laugh to soothe, not to hurt, learn that it's all worth it, listen to tie it all together.

David