I took my meds this morning and I guess the baclofen along with the trileptal kicked my ass. I was knocked out by 1330. 649 more words
I will let you in on a secret. I will tell you a secret about myself that I don’t talk about, that I don’t think about, but live with. 1,496 more words
beautiful piece on why sometimes we stay Ill. my two favourite bits are quotes below:
Darkness is, in my attempt to explain, not the lack of light. It is not the lack of love or the lack of compassion but rather the lack of hope. Darkness in my mind is a simple place without much adornment that allows me to feel not just sad, not just depressed, but allows me to fall deep into my own internal soul and put the world far away. It is a place that gives me permission to not have all the answers and it is a place that gives me permission to not have to be what all those I love hope for me to be.
My darkness which makes bottle of pills very attractive also blocks out much of the world. There is no expectations in this darkness but rather the need to be nothing.