Is Mental Health a fragile thing? Just when I think I'm getting better and stronger, things come along that take me right back to suicidal thinking, cutting and facing the slippery dark hole of depression. What does it take to get well? How much therapy? How many medications. Will this be a lifelong affliction?
My daughter let me know she is having a late-term abortion this coming week. While I believe that is her choice, I also feel my grandchild, who I have been looking forward to having is being murdered in a very painful way. I also know this is not about me, but affects me deeply.
I saw my shrink today and slept the rest of the day, tying to numb out until my mind can cope. I want to be strong for my daughter, but I'm just a person who crumbles. Some times I hate my illness and myself.
