And I’m thankful for cheese strudel, and that Tony is getting a pizza and I don’t have to cook dinner.

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I am thankful that I no longer feel like the tortured girl in that picture. I am thankful she is a stranger to me. I am so grateful that I no longer hurt myself, that I no longer hate myself. That I no longer wake up wishing I could just go back to sleep forever, never having to wake up again. I’m so thankful I no longer wish I were dead.
Instead, I wake up with a smile on my face.
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I look forward to the day, I can’t wait to go wake my children up so I can hug them, kiss them and tell them I love them.
I am so thankful for the friends who helped me and stood by me in my darkest moments. I’m thankful for their love, patience and honesty.
I’m thankful that when I look at that picture of myself, I still remember exactly how I felt the moment I took that picture because I never want to forgot how awful it felt to be like that. That way, I never take this joy I feel now for granted.

15 thoughts on “And I’m thankful for cheese strudel, and that Tony is getting a pizza and I don’t have to cook dinner.

  1. dana michelle

    I am thankful that you did what you had to do to get better. You do rock :-)
    Happy, Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family, Yvonne!!

  2. keith

    Happy Thanksgiving, beautiful. Enjoy the pizza, hug the kids, and always remember how special you are to a lot of us out here. You’re real, you’re fun, you’re beautiful, and you share it with everyone. Thanks!!

  3. Firebrand

    I know those feelings…both of them…VERY well…. though lately I relate much more to the second one. All I have to say is, YOU GO GRRRRRRL!!! :)

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