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As far as the meds, I finally just had to look at it in a different way. I have asthma and really couldn't live without my inhalers. I have no problem with the fact that I will have them for the rest of my life. So I finally let myself believe that mental illness is the same as a physical illness and having to be on meds for what could be ever is nothing to be ashamed about.
I don't have a lot of close friends, and even those I do have don't even know the half of what I put myself through. Even my husband doesn't realize some of the stuff that I do, but I am trying to work on communicating better with him when I am feeling down.
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