A prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages

I woke up this morning just not wanting to be on meds [bipolar], not wanting to be on a community treatment order [forced Injections] not wanting to be hemmed in by my family, or hemmed in generally anymore. Just desperately wanting to be free, to go wild a bit, to be passionate again and feel things deeply. I just miss everything. I’ve been very stable since last November and had been very very steady till this morning. I just feel caged in and like I can’t breathe.

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Randie · 61-69, T

I am sorry for you. I have dealt with family with mental health issues for many years. My youngest daughter struggles with this problem. It is hard for us as a family. We love her more than life itself. I learned a long time ago to just be there for her and not push to hard and be there for her and her children when needed.