Recovering from mental illness is no straight line. It’s a rollercoaster of good days and bad. This instability can be too much for most to bear, your mind will seek the negative side of everything, as though you’ve never felt well.
Trying to remind yourself that you have had good days, even if they were months ago, seems like an impossible task when that dark fog descends and you can’t see anything else.
I’ve had periods of really poor mental health, and periods of okay if not good mental health, but when I struggle, those good days fade away and my mind tells me they never happened, and never will. This is a dangerous place to be in your head, you lose the ability to believe that you’ll ever see the light again.
If I had to pick one skill that helped me to cope with my mental health, it…
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Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 