[ SECRET POST #2335 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2335 ⌋

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[oftheark]

I'm on medication now and I'm a lot better than when I was without them. I can cope with meds, I can have a job, have my own apartment, and be a responsible, "normal" adult, but I know I'm still missing something. And to be honest, I've always been afraid that one day I'll find out that either a) feeling "normal" isn't all it's cracked up to be or b) it's better than I can ever imagine and I'd rather not know if I can't have it. I'm sorry you're going through a bit of the latter, but yay that you'll be getting it back soon!

[(Anonymous)]

Yay for functioning. I definitely think that's a huge plus no matter what. :) I miss feeling capable. And yes, yay for being able to get back there. I'm always a little afraid that something will go wrong and the rug will be pulled out... but then I try to remind myself that it's the depression talking (makes me such a pessimist).