“I am tired of your mental illness running our lives.”

No truer words have ever been spoken to me. This is my purgatory.

And what am I to say to that? Like it is a fucking choice I am making!

So I keep it inside, where it can’t hurt anyone. But we all know how that will turn out.

I am tired of MY mental illness ruining my life! Ha! How many times have I said that?

And the ride continues…

Love. Lady B.