I am anxiety/bipolar. Many years ago (over a decade now) this forum really helped me get ahold of my self-injurious behaviors,which were driven partly by intrusive thoughts and partly by that early diagnosis period where no med was working yet.
Now I find myself ten years older, my moods at least able to be managed, and I've just found out my mom, who my husbad and I care for, has cancer. She is in the hospital; we are waiting for details,for a prognosis. I hate that inbetween waiting; I like to have a plan. Between the stress,the grief, the uncertainty,and the long days in the hospit