I am not ashamed of my mental illness, but it sure does suck to struggle with it. At age 22, I
am diagnosed with PTSD, Panic Disorder, and BPD. These impact me on a daily basis,
especially when I neglect to care for myself, often by forgetting my meds or struggling to schedule appointments.
Now, itβs not that my mental health is unimportant to me, but like any medical condition, dealing
with it is hard. It is hard to remember oneβs meds when one often forgets to eat. It is hard to
schedule appointments when what little motivation I have comes in short bursts, and by the
time Iβm called back to confirm an appointment time, I can no longer bring myself to
answer the phone.
With all of this said, I am setting a couple goals:
For the next month, I will take my meds every day. I will set reminders and stick to them.
Three weeks from now, I will call to schedule my next med appointment, no matter what it takes.
In the meantime, I will look into what I can do to help myself. This might look like picking up
journaling again, or practicing meditation. I really donβt know, but I have to make some changes.
I deserve to be happy and be at peace. Trauma has effectively destroyed me, and I cannot
continue without putting myself back together.