“My breakdown happened in grade 11 after my parents divorced and my OCD, panic attacks, anxiety, phobias, and disordered eating issues all matured into my brain. My disorders take up a lot of space. Especially when I’m trying to think.
Sometimes the only way to get a thought out is to write a poem about it. I know that sounds nebulous, but I mean I really don’t know I have certain feelings until I see them on paper after writing mindlessly for an hour. Sometimes I don’t work things out. And that’s okay too. I know the world sucks. But it also can make me feel really really happy and I’ve learned to love the people who make me happiest.
Usually those people (with whom we’re closest) struggle with the same things. I have a lot of love for those folks. These relationships are crucial to healing together. So when my best friend and I were diagnosed with a myriad of things we made our days better by just giggling. Trying to let go is one of those things my therapists always pushed, but my friends helped me do on my own.”
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