Upon entering P.C, i had no idea of the scale or spectrum of "so called" dissorders. I came in thinking that i had an idea of my own mental health issues. I have discoverd in P.C that genral mental health concerns is in every living human being on earth. P.C members are not in denial, neither am i now( i'd guess to be a member is not to be in denial). Thats a good thing. Now, as i'm around my "real" world i see denial every where i go. I think its nobel to admit a concern, or a problem. Surely thats the first step to healing, to admit to ones self that one has a problem. Too look at "myself", is too much, i cannot face the pain. I dont have denial of my own mental helth problems, but to truly recocgnise myself may take a life time, i may never achive true recognition till i'm gone. I dont have concerns about recogonison, i really dont, but its way too painful at the moment. My concerns are for the people of P.C and the rest of the world. To open doors inside the brain is to never be able to close them. My true pain now is the tears i've shed since becoming a member, i'm glad for that, i need to cry. So my mental health has gone up a nothch, i see with new eyes, and i'm more in pain than i ever knew before. The scale of this place is overwelming, but i need to see and to know and to learn if i'm "ever" going to help, as much as i can to help of others pain. My own pain seems pale sometimes, i feel like a dim shadow in comparison to the threads and posts/replys i've read so far. My heart goes out to all at P.C. I hope i recive the same energy. Sharing is hard, difficult and painful. I have a T, but its different to share like this. A Brave New World(aldus hux), is this, something i could never imagine, i've opend doors that can never be shut. Thats good, i guess thats growing, learning and sharing. I've opened things inside that never knew exsisted, very tough stuff, very weird stuff, dark places. Nightmares come thick and fast when i sleep, again thats ok, i'm not afraid of a nightmare, only in the nightmare am i in terror, upon waking i relalise i'm awake and safe. Only, when i'm awake i see the true nightmare, life. To know too little or to much, its all a terror. My own mental health is getting better by being in P.C, but i will have to get stronger to continue , i dont give up on a good thing, P.C is a good thing. I see storms ahead, but i'm setting my sails, all hands on deck, i'll power through the storm. I hope i'll survive. I think i will, i think, "we" will. Together. x