Adulthood definitely comes with a cost, ok. But what happens when your mental health becomes… let’s say distorted?
What happens when you have mental health issues that end up getting in the way of your life?
I remember that back in the time, before the past years (full of mental health issues, sickness in the family, etc.) happened, my main goal was to be happy.
And here I am, after relationship disasters, a mental breakdown, an OCD diagnosis, caring for sick family members, caring for old family members, realizing that I have never been more far away from that “being happy” goal. Realizing that I have basically spent the past three years surviving and not living, and definitely not being happy.
You see, after two years, it was time to go off my meds and along with great amounts of tears, and endless hours of all kinds of bad mood, one good thing that happens is that my brain thinks kind of clearer. I see things for what they really are, see details I wasn’t able to notice while being on anxiety medication. It’s like being in the middle of a tornado, trying to survive, and then when all the mess stops, you’re left wondering what you’re going to do with what’s left.
Time to pick up pieces of yourself that you left behind, add to your life things that came along afterwards, find new balance.
And for me, there’s something more now, go on to accomplish that older goal of mine, “being happy”! Of course things have changed and I have changed, so it has to be done differently.
Plus, it has to be done while living with a not so cooperative brain sometimes.
I basically have/want to find happiness while dealing with mental health issues…!