Do you have everything you need? Like, can someone take away your shit without your permission, to what extent are you able to self-determine your life as of now?
Oh, all’s well, friend. Long story short: Mega heavy depression from early teens, diagnosed in my early twenties after years of substance abuse, tried to off myself, odyssey of therapists, got better for some years, got bad again, got a great psychiatrist, got on some fantastic meds that we tweak occasionally (got rid of the sweaty pills).
I’m in my thirties, have a family, life is good (apart from /late-stage capitalism and my countries slow and seemingly inevitable decline into fascism).
Do you have everything you need? Like, can someone take away your shit without your permission, to what extent are you able to self-determine your life as of now?
Oh, all’s well, friend. Long story short: Mega heavy depression from early teens, diagnosed in my early twenties after years of substance abuse, tried to off myself, odyssey of therapists, got better for some years, got bad again, got a great psychiatrist, got on some fantastic meds that we tweak occasionally (got rid of the sweaty pills).
I’m in my thirties, have a family, life is good (apart from /late-stage capitalism and my countries slow and seemingly inevitable decline into fascism).