Sometimes...

I wonder if the treatment is worse then the disorder.

I wonder if this is all really worth it.

I know I need my meds.

I know that my treatment is what's best for me.

I know I can't skip my meds.

I know my meds do help.

I hate the side effects of my meds.

I just hurt.

I get frustrated with mood swings.

I wonder where this all came from.

I understand what's happening.

I don't understand what's happening.

I wish I had more energy.

I would get better faster.

I was a better father.

I was a better husband.

I could handle seriousness.

I wasn't getting old quite so fast.

I didn't have these mental disorders.

I had more self control.

I had found out about my mental disorders years ago.

I could control my weight better.

I could praise God more.

I understood God more.

I knew God better.

I would pray more.

I would be filled with the Holy Spirit more.

I would read the Bible more regular.

I would share Jesus more.

I feared God more and people less.

I would do more for God.

And...

Always...

I thank God that he is control & I'm not!

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