I am adamant to sticking to taking my meds every day, not drinking or doing drugs, at least attempting to go to bed when i'm supposed to, all the right things, but this is really fucking hard and i need some professional help too, damnit. It's not just me either, i'm driving J crazy because my shit isn't together and that's not right. I can't be there properly for her because i'm too fucked up myself. I feel like i've gone backwards 7-8 years here, and that's not a good feeling at all. It feels so hopeless when even when you're trying to do everything right you realize you're still a slave to this illness.
canada's useless healthcare system
I am adamant to sticking to taking my meds every day, not drinking or doing drugs, at least attempting to go to bed when i'm supposed to, all the right things, but this is really fucking hard and i need some professional help too, damnit. It's not just me either, i'm driving J crazy because my shit isn't together and that's not right. I can't be there properly for her because i'm too fucked up myself. I feel like i've gone backwards 7-8 years here, and that's not a good feeling at all. It feels so hopeless when even when you're trying to do everything right you realize you're still a slave to this illness.
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