It’s so easy for those of us with a mental Illness to lose hope and give up.
There were many times that I did just that over my 51 years with Bipolar Disorder, Alcoholism, and Porn Addiction. I had serious suicidal ideations twice (saved both times by some kind, enlightened people).
And I have had many pitch black depressive periods and moments when I gave in to temptations and compulsions to act in ways that harmed others emotionally and financially AND that were very self-destructive.
But a very good therapist got ahold of me in 1994 and taught me that recovery is a choice. It took me years (until 2010) to find the “right ingredients” for my recovery, and it has taken, and still takes, tremendous effort.
But it’s worth every moment of vigilance, every drop of sweat, and every re-decimation of my ego to surrender to the Higher Power of my understanding.
My hope and prayer is that all my still suffering brothers and sisters find recovery.