I've never known anyone that actually got better and was free from their mental illness entirely. Some people get it under control, and others learn to live with it. My mother recovered from an eating disorder in her early twenties, but she still fights OCD. My father never stopped being a sociopath, but then again, he never tried. I've struggled with social anxiety disorder since I was a little girl, I've been struggling with depression since middle school, and I've been struggling with hypochondria for a year. For me, it seems that it just progressively gets worse, but there's no telling where I'll be with this stuff years down the road.

That's the scariest part, I think. The uncertainty of it all is very upsetting. For me, anyway.