|Always look for the happy|
Mental illness is like a cancer, utterly destructive, exhausting and invisible to others bar the side effects.
Luckily, with a lot of support, sleep and zero activity I have slowly crawled out of the monstrous depths.
If I may, let me explain a little further. I have chronic depression, acute generalised anxiety disorder and BPD. Which means I get anxious and depressed over nothing and frequently hear screaming in my head and sometimes mumbling voices. I'm paranoid often and completely doubt myself in everything I do.
And top of that there is the issue of my permanent double vision. The confusion, head and back aches and oh yes, every step could cause a fall or injury. I can't even safely go out alone.
That's the tip of my ugly truth iceberg. Boy do I feel exposed and vulnerable right now.
But give out, give up, give in? No WAY, this is, for better or worse one stubborn girl right here and I WILL keep showing up for myself.