I would love to sit here and write how there are ways to fix the way you feel, and how to stop all the thoughts you get. I would love to tell you there’s a magic pill to take all this away. The reality is it’s not easy, there is no magic pill. It’s hard, it’s stressful. It takes you on a roller coast of emotions.
I can’t sit here and tell you I’m perfect in any way and that I’m healed because I’m far from that. I have my bad days just like anyone else. I struggle just like anyone else. I have triggers that set me off. I wish there was a magic pill out there that would rid us of all the pain and sorrow, but I know there isn’t.
I don’t want to be a preacher to all because I know myself how hard living with MH is. I write to show I’m just like everyone else, I have my own struggles, I beat my own demons. I write to help others understand our illness in its raw form. I share my experiences and how I got to where I am today.