It's been a while since I've blogged. I've been trying to do more actual writing. Things are pretty good right now, and I am doing a lot of things to help myself. I see a wonderful, progressive therapist; I'm in a great DBT group, I've been doing yoga more regularly, I've been getting more involved in my UU church community (including monthly covenant groups), and I'm creating art again. I live with people who are patient, understanding, and willing to talk out problems; I love my job, and plan on going back to school in the summer for Special Education; and things are going really well with my boyfriend.
But, don't be fooled. Living with this disorder is still incredibly difficult. While I've handled certain situations well, I worry about how I'd handle others; I have moments of self-hate, I am constantly worried about something going wrong (though that's more the G.A.D.), I still struggle to control my anger, and on more than one occasion I haven't been able to.
Please don't ever think someone with mental illness is "all better" because they have made progress or are doing well in life. We still struggle, we just work extra hard to fight it.