I am weeping now. My life filled with profound devastation, and amazing beauty.
Not trying to bring you down because I am hoping you are feeling a little better today, but isn't it devastating how that when we are mentally ill we sometimes don't see that we are on a path toward destruction? We think we are normal but maybe we are not? We only "know" based on what we have done because from my POV, our thoughts are not "real"....