June 2 2017 | Breakdown
Today I had another emotional breakdown. My mom went to work and I was alone, still with my recurring psychotic thought. I didn’t know what to do. I thought about how much life has shifted, and if I would ever reach a point in my life where I was “healed” from this. I cried and wrote a song for my mom. I recorded it but my laptop froze while it was being saved. I still have the track alone and the lyrics saved, just not the track were I am singing along with the track. I also went to church. That gave me some hope to be honest. Tomorrow it’s time for me to go to the psychologist and talk about the meds I was given and see if they are working or not. To me I don’t see a damn light at the end of my tunnel, but hope really does feel good. When someone offers me hope, those are the happiest times in my entire life. This was my day today guys. Oh well, “life goes on”, though this feels like hell. This feel’s like my life’s complete breakdown.