Life With The Black CloudBeing diagnosed with severe depression and anxiety disorder wasn't a huge surprise for me. I knew I was unwell.
Even though I am aware of my issues that doesn't help my control over them. I struggle. Medication is only temporary. The anti psychotic sleeping pills only provide me with a false sense of a good nights sleep.
I hate tablets. But without them I am a wreck.......
Why can't the world be easy for me?
The whole world becomes a bit too hard for someone like me. I can't mantain happiness, I over think.. over analyse... over worry... stress.
Things don't seem to be improving.
I need somebody to understand how each day is an effort, that I am constantly trying to please everyone.. that I need recognition for the little improvements I make otherwise I take one small step forward and then five huge ones backwards ...