Some people say their greatest fear is dying; for me, my greatest fear is losing control of my brain, because it would be as though I had died while my heart kept beating.
September 14th, 2015
Anyone who knows mental illness knows having a bad day, a down day; it’s not that you don’t know you’re fortunate, that you’re blessed and surrounded by love. You don’t forget any of this, you’re just low, you feel low, you feel lost, and even though you may know that love is there, you can’t feel it, you’re disconnected; then you feel bad that you can’t seem to climb out of this hole you have found yourself in.
It’s not always as simple as thinking about how blessed you are and being happy.
Sometimes you just have to survive it.