Are we able to truly heal Or do we limp through life leaning on some crutch? During the spring months I went to my doctor and told her of my anxiety and depression issues and she prescribed me some medications. I have always been against taking maintenance drugs, I always felt like it was for the weak, but there I was asking for them, I knew I was at my breaking point. I started on a low dose and it seemed to work for a while and I slowly felt myself sliding back into my old ways so I went back to the doc and she increased the strength of the meds. I’ve been on them a little over a week now and I cant help but think this drug is a crutch. I often wonder will I be able to walk through life happily without the help of a drug or counselor.
When you sit and truly think about who you are and where you are going in this ocean of chaos it can troublesome to the mind. I’ve told myself “if I leave this career field and do something different I will be happier” or “if I move to the north-west again I will be in my element and happy”. It wouldn’t matter where I end up or what I am doing, that cloud follows you.