Since I've had it, it's been a living hell. What's reality and what's not? I've been saying that to myself for almost a year, my medicine is helping a lot, but I seem to find myself forgetting what reality looks like. It's upsetting to hear myself (or see myself) say that, but it's the truth, quite depressing. I try and have a normal life, but once in a while I have that thought, "Is this real?" I don't want to have that said in my head anymore, let's hope overtime, this goes away.