I'm watching an episode of my 600 pound life and just heard something a daughter said regarding undiagnosed mental illness for them. she said that the anxiety and panic attacks they each had, how neither of them were educated about those kinds of things growing up.
That was the same for me before I attempted suicide in the 6th grade, but now because I'm a success story and not a statistic and have the opportunities I have with NAMI I am proud to say that I am honored and glad I get to help do the educating :)
I'm struggling a little bit in different ways but making it through. I am so physically tired but can't sleep from a lot of obligations I have today. I am taking Danny to therapy and seeing my case manager at the same time, then we have a health assessment to help get Danny started with seeing the Dr's there again and getting started on meds to help get through college.
My mom needs us to get groceries for her at some point really soon, and since Jason and I share a car I also had to take him to work then go pick him up later and it's about 23 minutes away 1 way. Danny wants him and his bf Mars to hang out here tonight but I'm so tired and overwhelmed I have to say no even though they hardly ever come by enough.