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Originally Posted by Zeraph
Sorry, you guys don't have a clue. End of story.
Don't listen to em ametc.
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I had to leave school my senior year because I was so sick. I have been to a therapist since I was twelve. I've been on a combination of anti-anxiety and heavy psychotics for as long as I can remember. I wake up everyday feeling lost, alone, empty, and then all of a sudden I feel invincible four weeks later. Sometimes I wake up and wish I hadn't; I'll stay in bed for a week watching movies I've seen over and over again. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the day and have no idea what is happening or how I got there but I'm in the middle of a conversation, or driving, or whatever. I imagine things that aren't there. I ruin relationships because I'm obsessive and clingy, then all of a sudden I'm detached and apathetic. I've spent most of my life in this state of constant flailing; like I'm drowning.
I get it. And a lack of accountability is the problem. Everyone has a choice.