I dont want to make anyone feel bad about this and I know I have a long way to go.
But there are things happening in this past days that I wouldnt expect in a million years to happen. After decades of suffering I found something that works and that makes so happy.
I start to remember a Lúcia of the past, with her friends and her crazyness, with her running ideias and I Just feel I can get there. I discover today I can have friends and that people like (and I like people!). But I have ideas and energy, after all I have been through this "small" step makes me cry.
When I didnt believe in psychiatry I found someone by pure coincidence that understood me. That situations makes me eck of nervous, but at least I feel stuff and I know I am feeling it. The next step is dont mind the weird Lúcia.
Please dont quit and keep searching, that are doctors that know what they are doing. This is really a stupid disease!
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I am not crazy, I am hurt
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