This is a cleaned up image of me following a seizure on Sunday night. I had absolutely no idea that the ear bled so much. It is events like this that lead me to say ‘I hate my brain’ or ‘I hate my body’. It’s at those points that I get told off by certain friends and family.
I often need to be reminded that I am loved; not only by friends and family; but I believe I am loved by God as well.
There will be days when we feel rubbish, but throughout those days we are loved as well.
Do you know that you’re loved?