What’s it like living with suicidal tendencies?
It’s riding in the passenger seat, singing to your favorite song with a smile on your face. Then you glance at the car door as it’s traveling 75 and consider opening it for a split second while never missing a beat in your song. You are happy but that demon reminds you it is always there. Lurking.
I see all these post talking about how people survive a day with anxiety. It’s obvious that some of us go through the same daily struggle. So, I should feel comfort in that right. On some level, maybe. But their struggle isn’t mine.
Imagine going through your whole life with a dream of a job. The perfect job. Finally, you…