Reading here and other health related forums, I’m feeling strangely overwhelmed by my own progress. I was an abused child, a suicidal teenager, a struggling young soldier’s wife and mother of three. I grew up hating the world and his wife and his six kids!! In other words, everyone and everything. I was a loner, I wore nothing but black, I cussed like a trooper, I cut my wrists, I took pills, and I tried to drink and starve myself to death. And yet here I am. Something in me wanted to survive. I can still feel like shit from time to time but I keep it to myself because I put my family through enough. That’s why I like forums - all the shit has to go somewhere. Right? Then, to the outside world at least, I can be the person I have always wanted to be - normal. They come to me for advice - they have no idea that there is a world within and it is occasionally ruled by a tyrant.
Oh Happy Days!!!!
