How does one hold on to hope? I'm so discouraged about life at this very moment. I had a relaxing day...a nap and everything. I even had most of the dishes washed this morning. But tonight, it's back to mess again. I escaped instead of working at it. I stopped taking my drugs for two days and got worse again (but I'm getting better after a day back on). Progress and setbacks. I'm tired of them.
Maybe it will all look better tomorrow.