Nearly.

So I went out tonight. And I very nearly never made it back home. I really considered dying. And it seemed like such a good idea. Still does. And now I'm home and alive...well I wish I wasn't. I really wish this was over. I don't want to try anymore. I'm tired of fighting, I always lose

Baby no

I don't really know what to do anymore. I'm not allowed to die. But I don't know how to stay alive.

You just keep putting one foot in front of the other. That's how I'm managing. It's the only thing right now keeping me alive. New meds aren't working, but why should they neither did the last ones. But I try to stay in the moment and not let my brain tell me lies. Life can change in a moment. Can't tell you how many times I have been at the end of my rope when a sudden mood change made all the difference. We just have to hold on during the rough time.s

(sorry no advice.... Struggling here ...but I do care)

Thanks, my meds aren't working either

I am finding it so hard to put one foot in front of the other even though it is just the most basic thing. I hate feeling like this. But it is all too familiar. And I know there have been times in between where I have felt ok, but they seem so distant from me now, like I almost imagined it. And I can't ever seem to find my way back to them.

I am stuck. Truly stuck.

So sorry you're not feeling good and I truly hope things get better soon!