I feel like we never talk about some of the ugly truths that are a part of struggling with your mental health. So I’d like to take the time today to do just that.
The emotions rise uncontrollably in their old familiarity. Immediately the mind tries to investigate the cause. What is the answer at times like these?
These things help me get through those days that can loom above us like impossibly steep, overbearing mountains. The little things are key to survival.
Mental health problems have plagued and blighted me since I went to university in 1982. The diagnosis by psychiatrists is that I’m enduring schizophrenia.