I hate this, I keep re living the horrible moments when I held 3 of my cousins die in my arms one from an overdose, the other two were gunshot wounds. Then the year after I seen my girl that was 5 months pregnant with my kids being carried out in a body bag. I'm broken and I've officially lost everything that kept me going so I don't know anymore :'(
For the last two weekends, I spoke at churches about PTSD and recovery. Then I taught death and dying classes at my community college in my full time job during the week. After class, a student came to office for a good cry over her dying parent. Then I volunteered at the hospital in the evening answering a call to visit a college staff member's parent in crisis over there.I don't have to...
Hi, my name is Lily and I wanted to introduce myself and say Hi. I found out I had Bipolar and have a hard time to make friends in real life. This may be a place to make friends. I am on meds and somewhat stable now but it seems to go back and fourth sometimes. Today I don't feel motivated but am trying to get there.