There are points when things start going so well and you wonder whether you may have conquered that big ol’ “mental illness”. For me that lasted for about 2 months which is a record, I didn’t have any breakdowns, outbursts and generally I felt positive. Then like a tsunami, the bad things started rolling in and once again my anxieties, my fears and all my stresses crash through me.
And I know, I’m not better. It’s still there.
And I start to rebuild.