Dear friends,
I’ve been struggling a lot recently. This month, I was in the psych hospital again for three weeks due to severe mania. It was probably triggered by my autistic burnout last month, and it was the worst I’d ever experienced. I am still manic as I write this, but also feeling near to despair; the euphoric highs are transforming into an angsty energy ball.
I won’t go into any more detail here, as I already wrote about my experiences concerning this hospitalization in this post, which you may read if interested:
The roundabout
I write this from the psych hospital, where I have been locked up for 18 days. [I type this into my computer upon returning home, after being there for 21 days.]. I believe my discharge is in 3-4 days, but I’m not sure, as it already has been postponed three times due to side effects and medication management. I really miss life on the outside and the…
I don’t know when things are going to be better for me. I’m really tired of struggling. I hate that I am still struggling while on so many meds. I also hate having to be at my parents’ house right now due to my need for care, as my parents are not very understanding and just want to be act “normal” even if my strange or “childish” behaviors actually help me to self-regulate.
Please, if you are inclined, write a note to me to keep me anchored as I’m sailing the storm. I know that I have much to give to the world, and I want to be here for it.
Hi Margin! Hope you are well are better. Great to see you again after a concert. (Terribly sorry about my social awkwardness today.) I just got out from a depression period myself. Hope you can also swim out of the dark, and shine brighter! You are a true musician and artist, and you also deserve a joyful everyday life!