In 1999 I recieved a closed head injury due to a shelving unit falling on me and throwing me to the floor. My life as I knew it ended there. Sense then I have suffered major depression, anxiety and panic attacks, PTSD, and many surgeries. I kept myself positive for 9 years, but then it got the best of me. I'm tired of fighting all the problems I contend with on a daily basis. But keep that fake smile on as much as possible. I'm recieving treatment regularly from my psychiatrist and psychotherapist, but I seem to be at a standstill. I'm still looking for that magic pill that doesn't exist. So I live day to day.
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