Life is essentially good. I have three wonderful, heathy, children. My husband is amazing and works so hard for us. I'm so lucky to be able to stay home with my children. I may not have all the opportunities that I'd like right at my fingertips but I have hope that I will someday reach those goals. My kids are messy but things can be cleaned. My husband is not always as attentive as I'd like but he loves us. I may not have the kind of friendships that I'd like to have with people who live close to me, but I have an incredible support system in my branch.
I am working on accepting that I have a mental illness, the same as if I had a physical illness. No matter how I feel or what I think, life is never as bad as it seems.
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Mental illness?? No. More likely you are suffering from the same chemical imbalances that plagued your mother and your grandfather their whole lifes.
That's what I said...mental illness!!!
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