Accepted. I'd lived for so many years with its realities, it was so very obvious once I'd admitted something was seriously wrong and went for help. (Really, there was no point in denying it. It completely explained my life. It was a powerful revelation.)
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Originally Posted by tnlibrarian
... It was a relief to know it wasn't a personality or moral flaw but instead an illness that I didn't ask for and did nothing to cause...
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Yup. I had beat myself up for decades wondering what on earth my problem was and why I couldn't just "will" these things away, no matter how hard I tried. I could finally understand and
do things about it that could actually help, like my meds.