Living with a mental illness means fighting a constant internal battle. Just know, you are doing so much better than you think, and there is help out there.
Panic Attacks and Flashbacks
Refused help for anxiety, then blamed for suffering abuse, I attempted suicide. Now I know it wasn’t my fault, and tomorrow might get better.
Elusive Recovery: A Poem
I cannot see past this. The pain overwhelms me. Is recovery real? How long does it take? Is it even possible? How will I know what recovery looks like?