A month ago, I decided it was time for me to get some help, so I did. It was really hard for me to do but I did it anyway. I am now seeing a psychiatrist and I’m trying to get back on the right track. I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression, which I am taking medication for. Most days, I still feel like I just want to die but I’m trying to ignore those thoughts. Sometimes it works. I just want to be happy again. I know I won’t wake up and suddenly feel okay, which is why I’m still trying. I’m doing this for my family and my friends but I’m also doing this for myself. For years, I’ve felt like nobody loved me and that I was all alone but now I’m not so sure of that. I want to get better. I am getting better.
I want to see better days but before I do that I need to make it through tonight.
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Glad to hear. It is a day at a time. Hang in there!