You know what's exhausting? Fighting for your own life. *again, just gonna rant about me and I'm sorry, because I know everything could be worse and i'm just whining. I'm at least acknowledging it*
I decided I needed to fight for my life. I'm switching doctors. The wait is long. I'm getting therapy. Something I want, but I am scared.
I took a break from my meds, as I couldn't afford them. Ooooh, bad idea. Now I'm back on them and I just feel sick. I'm so out of it.
Honestly, I'm just exhausted. I'm exhausted.
The only one who will and can fight for me is me. I'm trying to do what is best. I'm just in a bad spot and I am trying, but I don't have all the answers, I don't know if I'm doing all the right things. I just hope that it can all get better.