As is so often part of our stories, I am struggling hard with med compliance. While I am awaiting the response to my application for LTD, I have to be compliant with my treatment plan. But it is a daily struggle. Twice daily, actually. I’ve adapted as best I can to the cognitive dulling, which was a struggle in it’s own right. But now I’m feeling flat. Sure there are no lows, but there are no highs either. I’m emotionally flat-lining and it’s harder than knowing I’m not as intelligent as I was pre-meds.
Bland shades
Of muted colour
Is this my
New Existence?
No more Pit
The Abyss far
No vibrancy
No Fire
Is the trade off
Worth it?
To dance
With the Flames
To feel their warmth
Once again
If playing with the
Darkness
Is the price to pay
To feel the sun
Then let The Pit
Beckon
Let the sirens sing
Their death song
I will dance with the Fire
Be consumed in it’s flame
Descent Rising 