This is not my usual type of post. I've been working on this for a few days, but as much as I edit it, I can't get it perfect. For some reason, it just won't come out right. So this will stay like me; flawed, with lots of mistakes, but out there none the less
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Meds are sooooo tricky. I know in the US pills are given easier and therefor quickly seen as an easy fix. But it takes forever to get the right ones and to get the doses right. *Roles eyes*.
Sometimes life just throws you nothing but curveballs. And I don't always duck in time, hahaha. But I've been here before and always managed to get back out. I'm still gonna try and explain it better. I should be able to do that.
Any time you want to tell me anything, go for it! I've got email at yahoo too, so don't even hesitate.
Love, Isis
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Your words are inspiration Hooch.
Isis....good for you for opening up. You know I agree with Hooch. Lean on the family, they are what will pull you through.
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And it sort of feels like there are ropes and chains tied to each and every one of those cells, attached to the ground, keeping you in place. Getting out of bed becomes this monumental task.
But, I have read somewhere (the book is still packed in movingboxes I think, hihihi) that depression has a lot of creative power. Every time you fall apart and manage to stick the pieces back, you become stronger. I know it works that way for me.
Letting family in is essential. Support is important. But in the end, no matter how much help you get, you are alone. You are the only one who can really make changes, but they start small. The goals you set are very different than those of others. Most of the time they are lower, because things people just do as an every day thing are huge mountains to climb.
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