A Struggle Since 1973
Trying to maintain balance in my life is difficult at best. I have my good days and then I have days where I want to die.
Having a mental illness is no fun and having to live around others, even on medication, can sometimes be very taxing. Depression and delusional thinking are my constant "friends".
I had to do it. I had to experience the dark side of myself so I could understand how to deal with myself and my life.
I thought I was going to die. It lasted for months, but I came out on the other side. It's not so scary anymore when the waves of emotion and off kilter thinking happen. I just don't go anywhere until it passes. Sometimes that could be for days.