Where wild minds come to rest
It's a double edge sword. MD has stopped me pushing forward in life and doing things as it can take away days but without I truly do believe I would not be here today.
It shields me or hides my depression from me.
I have felt suicidal in the past and somehow it has pulled me through I imagine happiness and friendships and love but then when reality bites I realise MD maybe causing my depression getting me to stay in and not socialise unless necessary like work.
I want to give up and live but I'm too scared that if I give it up completely I will be unable to cope with the reality of working long hours, no friends and feeling alone and worthless.