Hey guys,

I haven't been having the best of days today. My depreciative thoughts are on full blast today. Anyway, I'll get right down to the point. Ever since my medicine kicked in I've steadily been feeling better, and yesterday I felt almost normal. That sounds good in theory, but I know that this is entirely the medicine's doing. I have to take medicine just to feel normal again, and these pills aren't a long term solution either. I have to get off of them after six months, and I know that I'll just go back to how I was before. I know that because nothing in my environment and my actions has changed other then my taking of medication. And here I am, feeling happy and healthy, and my parents are overjoyed that I'm feeling "better" while I just sit here with the knowledge that none of this will last. I can't fix myself. This is the closest I've ever gotten and its artificial happiness. Has anyone ever dealt with this? If so, how have they overcame it?