Here’s a little story that must be told.
I want to be up-front and honest with anyone reading this or whomever may read this:
I struggle with schizo-affective disorder, which I discovered after smoking marijuana.
I’ve been on medication for a number of years now, which has helped, and I can hold down a job, but as of right now it doesn’t feel like it’s helping, at all.
This is really in regards to my ex, whom I sent incessant e-mails too when I was worse, and was subsequently arrested for harassing at one point in 2018.
I’m not proud of it, but I’ve begun reaching out to her, again, and I was in greater control of it, but I have this very, URGENCY, like I need my psychosis to be addressed and it has to be from her.
It’s sucks to know and I know it sucks.
I’m looking into therapy as soon as I can afford it, and I’ve talked to friends and family about it, my heart is with her and so is my head, but my head in a bad way.
I can’t seem to make amends either, it’s as if I just scream into the void that is her inbox, but I’m trying my hardest to stop, and this blog post I’m writing and publishing I hope will hold me accountable.
To anyone else reading this, feel free to call me out if I seem a little off, as well.
Seriously.