The awkward and painful side of getting better with mental health issues is realizing how lost, and close to death you were. I've been taking a new medication for my anxiety the last few weeks and I really feel amazing. I'm still taking my antidepressants but someone finally believed me that I needed something separate for my anxiety. I have so many apologies to deal out, and deal with but I'm trying to take one day at a time. The last two years were exceptionally hard and until I had a time of stable reflection I didn't know how close I was to not surviving my disease (PTSD). Very vulnerable at this moment but I don't care, I really am feeling better and that's not an "up swing".
Cautiously better...
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