I lost everything this year, but I didn't know that I was okay until I lost everyone. And then I didn't know how fortunate I then was because I finally lost myself. I can't seem to find my way back.
Trying-umphing over a cornucopia of MH Dxs, in which, as of late, have wreaked havoc on my physical health, rendering unemployment which sets off the cycle... again. Depression and anxiety are my stubborn soul-haters. Then PTSD crops up more than I care to mention; that with a couple of other behaviors make me question if there's more to my health story and HOW THE HELL.P DO I FIX MYSELF?!