Before deciding to go ask for help, I got overwhelmed. I hit a point where I knew no matter how much work I did on my own, I was flailing at best. I was trying everything I could, and many of those things were not working out. It was very discouraging because the more positive I tried to be, the worse things got. I hit my breaking point near Christmas time. Going to a VA hospital was out of the question, because I actually wanted to get better instead of being managed instead of treated. I wanted to be more than stable and feel alive, instead of feeling so overwhelmed that I wanted to ...
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