I used to laugh (on the inside), when someone would tell me that changing my eating habits and upping my level of physical activity would help me to cope with my mental illness. How the fuck could that help anything? My brain would still be lying to me constantly, and I would still be worrying about every little thing, and I would still have days when I just wanted to fling myself off a tall building… Right?

Well recently I have gained a bit of weight. I’m not one for diet pills or buying weeks worth of pre-made meals at a time. So, logically I decided to start a good workout routine and change my diet. I cut down on a ton of things that I used to indulge in, and I added a lot more healthy snacks and well rounded meals.

After about a month of my new more healthy lifestyle change, I noticed that I was starting to feel better all around. Not only was I beginning to lose some of the extra pounds, but I was starting to have less cigarette cravings. But even better, my moods seemed a bit more leveled out. I hadn’t felt nearly as stressed out or frantic, and I couldn’t actually remember the last time I cried.

It has been two months now, and I am still feeling great. There have been a few anxious moments, and even those I have been able to talk myself down from.

So, well… I guess I was wrong. It is not always a bad thing to be wrong, though.

thestoryofabipolarbear:

Pretty much.

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