I haven’t figured it out yet. Ever since I stopped invega it’s been a horrible roller coaster. Every day I wonder who I’ll be tomorrow. And some days it’s good but some days it’s ****ing terrible. I do agree that the meds I’m on now have kept me off the very bottom and very top, but it’s still hard. I think my next move is to work on accepting that this is just my life, and meds will only do so much. I might need to bust out my DBT workbook and try to relearn those skills.

I think accepting instead of fighting it will help me a lot. If I can get there.