Wynnteri
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I wonder, is this all I can expect for a "normal" life. Never feeling life like others seem to. Not seeing the world in vivid color, instead it's all muted. Never being truly full bodied happy. I use to have belly laughs all the time.... I'm lucky if I can feel that kind of joy once a year now. I was suicidal as a teenager & everyone told me it'd get better...... I'm not suicidal anymore, but that's the extend of the "better" everyone said..... It doesn't seem worth it to me. How do I learn to be 'happy' with what I have? How can I settle for something that isn't everything I thought it would be. Mental Illness is a stigma I wouldn't wish on anyone, & yet I feel like I made it happen by not being "stronger" or not having a "thicker skin".