Relief comes. Sometimes it's an idea - something I tell myself or a way of thinking I adopt, and it works. But the relief never lasts. The ravages of my mental disorder catch up with me again, sometimes pretty quickly.
I think my creativity and intelligence fuels the monster. I create it in a way. For me, mental illness has never been something that just strikes out of the blue. There's been an element of that, but there's also a lot I understand about how I got here.
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