Crap!! My birthday is today. I'm old. 50 years old. I feel yucky but also feel that I'm blessed to have come this far. I ate something nice at a restaurant after working and came home. Life is ok. I could have been dead by now and know that miracles do happen at times. I'm not saying I'm a miracle but believe that it is a miracle I'm alive. I believe in the power of positive thinking and being blessed by fate. I thank my family even though they are nuts at times. I could be still on the streets fighting for my life, but my mother took me back home and helped me to get back on my feet again. I also am grateful to the medication I take- Abilify. Without it, I'm a mess. With it, I'm able to live independently. I feel touched by higher spirits and beings who have guided me as my instincts. I believe in God and his angels and know a higher supreme being has looked after me in my times of desperation and need. I am not religious per se but know I could not have made it this far on my own. I am happy and semi-sane and love this life that God has blessed me with. It is unbelievable that five years ago I was on the streets sleeping near churches and eating from soup kitchens. I made a pact with my therapist to take my medication daily and to survive somehow in reality. This has made a difference in my life. Thank you for all who have helped me. Also, this site is wonderful for support and advice! Have a Good Day everybody!