I'm done. Everything is difficult and I've barely been managing to walk straight let alone get up to do yoga and an ab challenge. I have to come to terms with the fact that I'm never going to have probably more than 7 good days in a row, let alone 30. I'm just not up to life at the moment and I literally set myself up to fail this month. I've been getting worse and worse. I can't sleep. I'm sore AF. I'm sick of telling people I'm fine. I literally just started a new medication and it does things to your head that's just indescribable. First off, the needle fucking hurts. Secondly, knowing what my last medication did to me, starting something new is petrifying.
Invisible illnesses that are physical are so painful. But invisible illnesses that are mental are beyond any human pain. When you're mentally hurting, merely exisiting is a full time job. I just want to close my eyes and never open them again. I want to live in my memories where I'm not in any pain.
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