This not sleeping is a bunch of bullshit at this point. I have officially had enough. I’m so fucking tired it’s not needed. And I’m fucking hearing shit right now, this is the second antipsychotic I’m on… If it’s not working I’m gonna blow. Ugh.

Well I’m still feeling pretty out of it. But still better than last week. I’m going to hudson this morning. Too see my nannys grave. Hopefully it won’t be a trigger for me, and things go down hill. But I have to go, her bday is on Wednesday. So I’m just preparing for that.


Today’s mental health reminder: a relapse, a sudden series of attacks, a string of awful days, (or whatever your step back may be) does not decrease your value. Take your time, do some self care, reflect on the progress that you have made. You are strong; one step back is nothing when you look at the journey you have already made.

(via pain-will-end)