Wow, what a month.
I realize it's been just over a month since I wrote about my experience as an inpatient in the hospital.
To be frank, September was the hardest month of my life.
I got through it.
I was struggling a lot after I discharged from the hospital, as I was in the midst of several medication changes that left my body scrambling to keep up and my brain was pretty much fried. It felt like a chemical crash with my brain and body trying to go different ways and struggling to find equilibrium again.
I was also having a really hard time coping with some personal events that left me feeling rather hopeless and just completely deflated.
In short, I was extremely depressed, exhausted all the time, my anxiety was out of control, and I felt pretty defeated.
Hi, I'm Charlotte! I'm a 24 year old navigating life in NYC and mental health recovery. I am passionate about public health and eliminating stigma.