Meds

Sometimes I choose to believe that my brain isn’t wired differently as a way to cope. I choose to believe that I am “normal”. This was especially true when I first started getting diagnoses and was recommended meds.

“How could I need medicine for my brain?” “What’s wrong with my brain?” “I’m broken.” — these are all thoughts that replayed in my head.

There was so much shame when I was first prescribed medicine, when I had to adjust or switch my meds, and when I had to start taking them multiple times a day.

Looking back I realize how crucial medicine was and continues to be in my recovery journey. Starting medicine allowed the chemicals in my brain to level out just enough so I could even attempt treatment and get better. It got me to a place where I can function. And there’s nothing wrong with that type of support.

Your brain is an organ and one of the most important ones at that. It deserves to be taken care of. You deserve to be taken care of. There’s nothing wrong with needing or taking prescribed medicine from your doctor.