I’m posting this because it reminds me that although I am sliding down the razor track of depression fast to the bottom, there is a difference between now (on Lithium,) and then (antidepressants and whatever cr@p the doctors thought would work.) I am not so positive about the Pdocs as this entry/blogger is but I can see a difference betwixt the two mes and although I wish it was different than it is how it is today, I can handle much more than I was able to. I’m still not where I can say in my head (oh I can lie to anyone’s face and say it,) “There’s nothing wrong with having a mental illness.” But I can appreciate that the medication makes me less frantic and more socially presentable. Not that I think that I should have to be.