I don't know. I am thinking that if the medicine does its job I'll be here for a while. If it stops working at any time I will have my way out. I just need to get that secure, for my own peace. I really just don't know how long I will be able to last. In any case, I can't rush it, nor delay the inevitable. We'll see if I can get to a stable place mentally long enough to hold a job. If I can do that I'm pretty sure I'll be okay. I want to be there for my son and give him some happiness in his life. I know I'm not a good mom, nowhere near perfect, but I'm what he's got. I wish better for him but it's too late now. I am a part of his life.
I want to go no contact with my narcissist mom, take my medication and go to therapy. We'll see if this works. I want to exhaust all my options before I make any decisions about my death. I just want to be in a place mentally where I know I can't take another step. I think I'm going to make it, honestly. I've made it a year since my psychotic breakdown, so conceivably I could make it another.
I'm not running on delusion anymore, I'm remaking myself from the ground up. This is herculean and maybe impossible but I have to try. I want to look back on this life and say I tried as hard as I could, that I really wanted to be the best version of myself I could. I want to change my entire self, for the better. I want to do something that's really hard to do and I want to succeed at it. Even if it means I end up a normie nobody, I have to believe that it matters.