Finding some peace

Put on some armor, take a new med, go to group.  Get through each day, struggle at times, rinse, repeat.  I've survived some hard days and have come out on the other side without a hospitalization.

This gives me hope.

I don't understand the implications of past episodes, but can't help but feel situational circumstance played a much larger role than any new psychiatrist might've understood.

I am trying to read a few memoirs, still trying to paint some stuff, still trying to connect with the *right* people this time. God knows I deserve an improved horizon after everything that has happened this far.