2016-03-09 - 9:00 p.m.
the past few weeks, i've sought treatment options. i've taken time off work to make and keep appointments, to try to fix this. and it's getting better. there isn't an easy fix here, but this has to get better. i must get better. i can and will get better.
"you're so young. how could this happen?" one of the doctors said.
yes, well, if you put enough pressure on yourself to do well, to take on every bit of work without a thought to how it's going to affect your mind and body - and if you've been doing that since you were 15 - well, it's possible that you're going to run yourself ragged a lot quicker than most.
i have a partner who loves me, maybe even unconditionally. my life fell apart, and he's stood by me. stoic though he is, he tells me that i'm amazing, that i'll get through this, that he loves me.
optimism. sing the rest of the song.
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