kiddo
Michelle, I hope your depression is getting better. It's tough, but you've got to come to the realization (although it's a very twisted one) that you have been touched by this affliction for a reason. That's what I remind myself everyday when I can't get out of bed or I've stayed up for three nights on a manic high. You're intelligent, talented, and caring. As long as you see this as a battle of good over evil, you will definitely persevere! If I've survived (and others around me have as well) for the past 15 years; I KNOW that you can do it! I'm so glad that we all have such a great support system here! Put on that Betty-Bad-Ass suit and fight this shit! You'll definitely come out stronger in the long run. It's just been during this past year that I've been able to battle my own demons and I'm definitely a stronger woman for it. We're always here for you!
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I'm about to go scream (for real) at my totally asinine neighbor! I live in a townhouse and can hear EVERYTHING she yells, moans, etc. Right now she's fighting with some dude and they will probably have really loud, prolonged make up sex AGAIN! No wonder I can't sleep! Hopefully the bed will finally break on them and a splinter will be lodged up both of their asses! A girl can dream can't she?
I can't upload my project pics! It's been three days! Tom is on the case . . .
Anytime!
I know where you're coming from MG. I inherited good ole' manic depression. I haven't slept in 48 long hours b/c I'm on a manic high right now. It wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't maxing out credit cards right and left. I do see an up-side to being mentally ill (and treated--unfortunately there's no cure); it's become my life's work. I work with lots of mentally ill/abused children and teens and it's so easy to relate and get through to them if you know how they're feeling. Unfortunately, if I hit a rough patch my co-workers aren't so understanding b/c I HAVE to miss work. I'm not offended by what Court said b/c I deal with "professionals" daily who look at mental illness in a totally fucked up way . . . b/c they don't know what it's like. God forbid, I share my story and get shunned. Hopefully I'll never step foot back into the hospital again, but if I do I wonder if they'd let me have my embroidery supplies ;} You've gotta laugh at this shit or you will truly lose your mind. I'm thankful everyday that I've survived through 15 years of mental illness and that I can help others on a daily basis who usually have no where else to turn.