Every day takes effort…
I take my medication religiously even though I despise it. I do know however that I will tumble down the rabbit hole faster than the speed of light should I miss a single dose.
All this being said… I am doing much better. I now live alone and I am happy for the most part.
Finally moved on and cut off all ties with the ex boyfriend which is both a relief and hurtful. But able to manage much better now.
I’m still not 100%. Not certain I ever will be; not certain any of us truly are.
I’m slowly beginning to talk to people and feel “normal.”
I no longer feel the need to disappear or harm myself. This is probably the biggest relief.
Life is better… not perfect but better.
… but I try… hard… every day…
