Chapter 2 - No meds no brain
Once again I didn’t take my meds, everything feels so raw, I barely can breathe, people talking in my head, some yelling and some telling me to kill myself. Once again I stay in my room from fear of what my brain can come up with if I go outside, Legs and arms can't stop shaking, I just feel like crying all the time, So that's when I grab the knife.
People just say “just take your meds” like if it was just that simple, But when your brain convinces you are cured and meds are a scam and that you don't need them anymore, you start spiraling into fake scenarios and delusions.
In my personal experience meds have saved my life, my psyquiatrist have done wonders and saved me from my past self, my suicidal self, the one that wanted and tried to end it all every singles day, the one that would cry scraping her whole body to stop feeling his hands on her, the one that would cut and loose weight to look as “disgusting” as humanly posible bc she that that way she wouldnt get assaulted. Meds saved me, that's why I want to be a psychiatrist to save other people too.