When struggling to regain control over your mental health, it can be very easy to see the world in grayscale. Things are black and white--it can be hard to see the color around you. I'm constantly trying to live in color--to not only see, but appreciate the beauty in the world around me.

Sometimes, I get overwhelmed by all the colors around me. But it's never a bad sort of overwhelmed...more like an overwhelming feeling of joy that I exist in a world like this. Sometimes I don't know what to do with this feeling, but most times, I try to write about it.

This is one of those times.

Grayscale

I do not live in grays.

I live in colors--

extreme, bright, in your face colors

I take in every hue

every shade

and I feel everything .

I don't cry when I'm sad

I cry when I feel too much

and sometimes when I don't feel enough

because the world is so full

of bright, beautiful colors

and bright beautiful things

and bright, beautiful people

and I want to feel it all.

I want to feel everything

because I've spend too much time

feeling nothing

and I do not live in grays anymore.