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.
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.
Mike, I’m sorry to hear about your friend. I’ve only been checking this account a handful of times a year, so I’ve only just seen this. In spite of the sad news, it’s good to see your update and I’m happy to hear that things are better than when we last wrote.
Thanks for checking in. I hope things are okay with you as well.