Please know I am not belittling any ones blog posts on trying to recover. I mean isn't that why I am writing this? To find some recovery?
But here is me...I have these disorders, I am living with them, I deal with them, they have come to define a part of me...Maybe I don't think I really need to "recover" from them. I think I am constantly learning better ways to live with them. I take medications to help them. But I mean really, they have become friends of mine. Is that sad to say? I have no idea. -But it is true. They keep me company, I know how I will feel in certain situations and that brings me a sense of familiarity. Am I dispensing bad advice? I hope not. In fact I don't mean to dispense advice at all. I just mean to tell you how I feel. And I don't feel totally distraught having these things in my life! At least not all the time. Yes, there are times I wish I was "normal", I mean, yes, I wish I could carry on friendships in a "normal" fashion, and I wish some thoughts would just go away but maybe I have accepted that they won't. Maybe I will always be this way and it is better to accept than constantly reject myself for feeling these things!
Maybe I AM just this way. Maybe I am.
Maybe I'll feel different tomorrow....it is possible!♥