Cheek, I am so sorry I called you "Erin" in the post up there. It was suppose to be: Hang in there, cheek. . . .not Erin.
I think most of us have been right where you're at. The person in the mirror used to look like a fake to me before I got my meds regulated. The inside of me would feel like it was broken and batter and that's what I should see in the mirror and instead I saw this person who seemed fine and in good spirits all the time. The act got exhausting.
Use to drift off and wonder if anything in the world would be different without me. And I really used to believe it wouldn't. Nobody would care, and nobody's life would slow down or change b/c I wasn't here any more. That is SOOOOOO wrong!!!
After all the ppl I have lost in my life--a slew of friends, divorce, suicides--I can guarantee you that every single person makes a HUGE difference! There are ppl around you who's world could not go on with any kind of happiness without you in it. Like your partner's.
Hang in there, Erin. Continue to fight your way off the weed so you can get to be the person you are suppose to be. The meds will not work until you do and you know that. Are you having success in doing that? I know you're fighting with it and I know it's a hard fight. Just remember to keep fighting. The battle is so worth the victory.
Boy you sound like me a few years ago. You may want to visist nami.org and see if you have symptoms of bipolar or any other mental illness. It;s realy a great site and you can learn alot.
Even if you don't know if you belong here-remember, you are so welcome here! The people are wonderful, the support is incredible and I've made such nice friends right on this website.
Stay in touch here, were here for you!
Erin