Have you accepted your mental illness diagnosis and how do you feel about it? How do you deal with it?

At my appointment my therapist recommended I do some self reflection over the past twenty years of my life, since that's how long our cat lived, and I'm depressed and sad and anxious. I miss my cat! But I'm so numb inside I can't even cry about it. How pathetic is that? I mean, I WANT to cry. When I was twenty-one I never thought this is where I would be twenty years later.

We learned about radical acceptance in group.

I've realized, through journaling and reflecting that I HAVEN'T actually accepted my illness. I found out that I'm quite bitter and angry about it. I boo hooed quite a bit. I've never done that before.

I can't change my illness. How do I learn to accept it? I'm going to ****ing start crying right now!!! I've entered boo hoo land and don't like it. I want to be a normal person!

I feel like a complete failure at life.

I know. ****ing BOO HOO. SHUT UP RASPBERRY!!!!