Sometimes you just have to suck it up, suck in your pride, and ask for help. If there is anything I have learned in the last past decade it is that the only way to get better is to trust in someone or something else.

At first it was my psychiatrists and therapists. Then I had to believe in medication, that it would help me. I also had to believe that there was a right combinations of meds to make a difference in my life. Trust. It is all about trust.

I recently made an appointment to see if I qualified for Medicaid and an EBT card. That was extremely humbling. I never, a decade ago, when I was at the top of my game, thought this would become my life, but it is and I still hold my head high.

I have hope and have asked for help throughout the whole of my illness. I am not sure what the future holds but I trust and humbly look into it.