I'm feeling better to day for the first time in over a week my doctors did not fill my meds for me and I was out for a week. it got so bad that I almost went to the hospital you know the 4Th floor. I got so angry that I almost called my x friend who's house it happened at to tell he how much i hate her and that its her fault that this happened to me but I didn't.
Know that I'm back on them I'm doing better. A friend that i met working with called me the other day to hang out I was so happy to her from him he is the only one that I can talk to about what happened and I know deep down he really cares. he ask me "what can he do to help me" and that made me feel like wow someone does care about me. but the sad thing is I don't know what to do to get past what happened I refuse to except it. He was begging me to stop taking my meds that they where no good for me, I told him there is no way I could do that right now. I'm so scared of my life I have no idea where its going to take me and how to deal I'm all alone I have no one to fall back on.