Aimee Mahathy

It's been a long time, and I may not have much to post just yet.

I've officially outlived my expectations and am 31 this year!

After having numerous near-death experiences which resulted in a terrifying couple of years, I've returned to writing as a place of solace and the rediscovery of myself.

During those years, I swear my entire being was reset after being shattered in probably the most intense mental breakdown I've ever experienced.

Since then, I've been working diligently to repair myself and find ways to make the most out of living. I suppose in realizing that I want to live, I had to make a LOT of adjustments. And inner adjustments are the strangest things.

That said, I'm doing the best that I ever have. Times are fairly stable and predictable now that I've sworn off drinking and have been sober for over a year. My brain's been repairing itself and it's just been a wonderful time, coming back to life. Like a subtle Frankenstein's monster lol

I do have quite a few poems and bits of writing that I'll be posting here soon. I actually managed to write my way out of psychosis (My new diagnosis being Bipolar 2, it seems that mania can do that sometimes.) and I've since filled about 3 notebooks in that time.

I hope you all will enjoy what I've brought back from my unexpected spiritual reconstruction, and I hope you all will still find my writing enjoyable. It may evolve in style and content, but I am happy to share this evolution with you all.

In summary, I'm no longer seeking solace in a bottle and have risen to the challenge of being alive. I gave up smoking and am now on disability. This time is precious for my healing and I spend it with my two cats, my partner, and my soul-driven mission to unravel the tangle in my mind and discover all the avenues to wholeness and wellness as they relate to living as myself.

This world is filled with beauty and complexities and love, and while some of it may be dark and deep, threatening to pull you into the belly of the maelstrom till you're weighed down with confusion and agony and so much heaviness-- there are still sunrises and golden afternoons and the first fresh breeze of springtime after a long, treacherous winter.

That breeze is what life feels like to me right now, and I feel as though I am finally ready to re-enter the world exactly as I am. Imperfect, growing, clumsy, but full of adoration for this wild, wide universe of ours.

Get ready, because I have so much I need to relate to somebody, anybody, everybody. This is going to get good, I promise 💖