To paraphrase Proust, I am going on "a journey that no one can take for [me] or spare [me]."
This has been a long time coming.
I've been fairly open on this blog about my bipolar disorder in the past. I currently have major depression, to the point where it is difficult to even spell the words to form this post.
Tomorrow morning I will be checking myself into a clinic in order to get my medications in order, and to try to get myself back into some semblance of normalcy.
I am scared and sad that it has come to this, but I have to find a way to get better. Now.