After 16 years of searching for an answer, I was diagnosed with endometriosis. My health journey has been a rollercoaster and I'm sure there will be more ups and downs but getting an answer changes everything. EVERYTHING!
Four pill fragments lie on top of the blister on my desk. It was day twenty-six when I decided that I needed to stop taking my medication. For the second time in my life, I'm getting off SSRI.
A week into fighting for my mental health, I wrote a pretty personal journal entry. I wasn't sure if I should publish it but in the end, was convinced to share. Others might find solace in not being alone in their suffering, they said.
Over the last week, I have journaled my progress of fixing my brain, though I'm not sure it's my brain that needs fixing anymore. Instead of posting an entry a day, I have decided to combine the first week into one entry
The second day of my DIY journey to recovering my mental health. Over the first few days after being diagnosed with a mental illness and failing to get support from the health system, I am journaling my progress.a
