my friend

I’m still here. I’m still on Nardil, yet I still struggle. There are ups and downs, good times and bad. But, the voices associated with anxiety and depression are turned WAY down. They’re no longer in control.

A friend died earlier this week. After several attempts, she made it permanent with a hand gun and a lot of pills. I don’t know where she is now, but I do know the pain for her is gone. I miss her. She was one of the good ones. She fought too damn hard to be where she’s at now. I’m not mad at her. I just miss her. I really miss her.

I’m in a better place (albeit, a very different place) now too, dealing with the struggle a day at a time. I hope you are too, my friend.

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One response to “my friend

  1. My condolences on your friend. It is so good to hear from you. I am also glad to hear you are doing well. I am growing as a person too as well and growth is never an easy process. Living with these conditions aren’t an easy thing, as you know. I am unsure if it is better, but I have learned a lot throughout the years. If we aren’t learning we are staggering, and we will stagger once and awhile and that is okay.

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