As I traverse that middle zone between being depressed and living and losing all hope, severe depression and not wanting to live I feel like a little girl walking down a dirt road with a deep dark forest either side of me overarching the road.  I feel that little girl being drawn into a darkness…

Too much of a good thing…..

My mental illness, depression, bipolar and anxiety, have been stable for some time.  I have my occassional bad day or two but most of the time I am okay.  After many years of being very sick and at edge it has been a relief to feel okay, to have no voices in my head over…