Tears came to my eyes, breaking the numbness I had felt for so long, tears of pain for the loss of myself and of joy for the me I knew I could become, tears of sadness, yet also a feeling of tangible hope. In front of me lay a card and on it a picture of a beautiful butterfly. The moment I saw the words on the card I was filled with a determination I hadnt felt for so long, I was inspired.
This was my key, my motivation to suceed. I gingerly reached out my thoughts expecting the apparition of inspiration to dissapear as quickly as it had arrived, but to my surpirse ad intense excitment it didnt lesson but grew. I began to imagine all the things I would do when I was well, I began to dream, I began to hope. As I remember I sat in my meditative state for quite a time, watching my ming, examining my determination, testing it's strength before I turned the key in the door to wellness.
