I have often sit by the window of my apartment looking out, wanting to be there,but not knowing how to get there. Day after day I would stare out at the world moving about thinking to myself why? can't I do that. what keeps me locked up inside. It would be years before I learned the way out. I must be honest I asked God to help me get out and He did. Slowly the people who had the answers were introduced to me. Thank God I got out and I know He will help you to. It's been along journey I started when I was 27, Now I am 51. I take medicine, I work a part time job. I still struggle daily but I"m thankful I'm out amongst people who understand me instead of being stuck at the window.