So tired of feeling so high that I am on top of the world, to dropping so low that it is beyond the depths of Hell.
I cannot take it! The lamictal does nothing. The cymbalta barely takes the edge off!
Years of this cycling back & forth. First I think there is great hope and healing. But, then comes the crash. The feeling of emptiness. My mind is shattered in so many different parts. Fragments of the abuse, fragments of the lack of nurture my Mother gave, fragments of how lonely and isolated I feel in when in a crowd of friends.
My lows make me depressed and want to die, the highs make me hyper and want to try and fly. Either way neither makes me feel stable.
I cannot keep up with the cycling!