Sorry if that sounds flippant. I know it's not that simple or straightforward. As username suggests I have a 20 - not, shit! - THIRTY year history of mental illness, have lost a grandparent and a partner to suicide, and tonight have phoned the Samaritans and done all the good responsible self-care stuff that I know inside and out.
I don't think sharing the details of my grief-ridden life is going to be of much help to me or anyone else, but I do think that having a good old swear might be cathartic.
So if anyone is awake, please join me in swearing at mental illness. Perhaps we can frighten it off if we all gang up on it.
I'lll start.
Fuck off you useless fucking shower of festering turd bollocks and stop choosing 1.30am as the optimum time to wake me up and remind me what a shitshow my life has become.
Ahhhh. Anyone else?