That’s the only reason I have as to why my mom doesn’t want me taking lithium. So, I’m not worth the meds, and I shouldn’t be stable, and I should just die. That’s what my mom’s actions are saying to me right now.
“There’s too many side effects.” Well, it might just be the thing that calms me down. It might be the thing that makes me normal. God, how I want to be normal.
But I’m crying and upset, and no one really cares, and I’m sure as hell not telling my boyfriend. He would probably take my mom’s side on this. But the point is that it was my choice to take lithium, and now my mom is butting in on my appointments and my decisions, and my choices don’t matter anymore.
This is seriously making me want to relapse, and I hate it.