So it turns out, I feel like I need to get help with my illness.. After nearly 3 years I thought I’d have everything all figured out, but the only thing I know is I have a vague idea of what triggers it… I want to get proper help.. What to do, what to take, how to manage it, what kind of job could I get that won’t exacerbate it, what other medication could work.. Bleh. I’m constantly worried about how it’s affecting my life, and as much as I don’t let on that it affects it, I’m worried about getting a job, going out alot, being social etc.. I hate having to use it as a reason to not being able to do something because people will end up wondering if I’m using it as an excuse or if it’s genuinely being a problem.. Doctors tomorrow, I don’t care.. I’ve had enough and I need shit sorting out as soon as possible, my life has become uncomfortable again.

Ash, out.