sure, about four times a week for about fifty minutes at a pop. i get it.
and i wish there was a pill, a drink, a button, a switch, a choice, but there’s not, and it’s okay to be mad and or sad and or lost and or despairing because there’s not such a thing. the road to better is long and hard to see, most especially when you’re on it.
They say in certain rooms that alcoholism is a thing ‘cunning, baffling, and powerful’ and in my experience, mental illness is the same way. Contradictory, mercu...