It's difficult to accept that I have a very complex diagnosis, that includes social anxiety. The past few days have been of celebration in my country, 2 continuous days of bank holidays in the middle of the week for historical reasons. So, I've had a lot after time to dwell in my illnesses and my current status.
After a year of nonstop medication, I've seen some changes, but it is still shocking how much my environment affects the way I perceive things. I put myself to sleep with pills until I can move at the end of the month, I live in a residence that has let me down in every sense. And I am all alone in these decisions. Plus, I've added more problem behaviors to the list, due to a very low image of myself... it's been tough days.