Therapy From My Friend The Lobster

It took a lot to do this. Things have been that bad. But sometimes you have to force yourself. When no one is listening anymore and they do not understand how close to the edge you are and the f**king parrot does the dog’s name again it’s overwhelming. You’re sweating, shaking, pale, crying, in physical pain and being told to shut up. What can you do? CREATE.DSC01122DSC01125

About darie73

I have lived with Bipolar Disorder since my early teens. I have lived with Social Anxiety Disorder for even longer. I self-medicated with alcohol for over 20 years, that's how long it took to get a diagnosis. I'm open and honest about my mental health so hopefully one day the system will change. View all posts by darie73

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