Fear is not something that usually grips my bones but one less pill has goose bumps growing. For I worry about those egg shells cracking before I even take a step as you decide not to take the medicine which honestly keeps you here rather than out there. I worry not just for myself but the explosion that can occur around me to loved one’s, strangers and most disconcerting you. How much pain will you be realized in you and around you for a reason you could avoid by taking this one pill? I already see your sleep habits change and the edges getting sharpened and I fear that it’s only a matter of time till the unnecessary pain bleeds through.
FOOTNOTE- Loved one’s of the mental ill live with the illness as well especially when treatment is stopped.