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Weathering The Storm

I am in the middle of a hurricane. Yeah. Fun. I live on the East Coast, a good hour and half from the beach, but it found us anyway.

That is like my mental illness. I can be stable (far from the beach) and an episode will find me anyway. And sometimes I can’t explain it. I am just hit and hit hard. I can be debilitated. Nothing interests me, except maybe death. I don’t like to talk. I have no words to write. I don’t care about taking care of myself – showering, eating, etc. I don’t want to go anywhere, do anything. And I hate myself and my illness.

It can also attack me in other ways. Panic attacks without warning. Manic episodes during which I do a lot of shit I shouldn’t, and later regret. Sigh. It is what it is. It is an illness.

It is flooding outside. Just another storm, right?

Weathering The Storm

Elaina J. Martin

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Martin, E. (2016). Weathering The Storm. Psych Central. Retrieved on March 24, 2019, from


Last updated: 8 Oct 2016
Last reviewed: By John M. Grohol, Psy.D. on 8 Oct 2016
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