It is a constant struggle for me, I understand that I need them to feel better but that just doesn't cut it. Every day is a constant battle in my mind with me arguing with myself. I skip days because I just don't want to take them, then I will be okay for a few days and have no problem taking them. It is a constant struggle for me and I don't know why I can't get past it. I feel like such a whiner but I really don't know why I keep putting myself on a rollercoaster of emotions by not utilizing my meds to make me feel better all the time. I think maybe sometimes it is like a form of punishment for myself, like I don't deserve to be better.
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