AngelicPhantom

So I haven't written a journal in almost two years and I think it's time to replace my last one which was quite despairing. In the last year I've started practicing Mindfulness and I honestly find it hard to put into words just how beneficial it's been. I'm learning ways to cope with the dark turns my mind can take and thanks to my new methods it's been over 6 months since I self harmed. I can't tell you exactly how long because I've lost count... It's not something that dominates my thoughts anymore even as an absence and I'm so incredibly grateful for this. I've become more and more productive and adventurous with my art, branching out mo

Sliding downhill with little to nothing to halt me. I know it's going bad and I tried to do things to stop it... But the world is apparently against me. I went to my doctor who charged me shitloads so that she could tinker with my meds (to no effect). I got myself referred to the public mental health system to get some free counselling and advice/changes for my meds but (argh) I'm not fucked enough to get into that system, they basically said that as I could go out of the house and wasn't currently suicidal then there was nothing they could do. Then I tried my work funded counselling system and the therapist was a fucking lunatic. Now I'm ba

Ok, looks like I'm losing it again. And all my ties have drifted away. I'm flailing loose in my own wake I don't know what to do I can't do this again. I know where it leads Somebody touch my hand.