I think I began facing the realty of my situation as soon as they said I had schizoaffective disorder.
There had been many other diagnoses thrown around in a three year period, and several hospitalizations, that it just seemed like they got it right with this diagnosis.
In terms of accomplishing some of my illness-related goals, my successes have been all over the place. And, there’s been a lot of “backsliding” going on too.
Personal hygiene has been a big issue for me, and it’s likely that it always will be.
No matter though, it’s still “one day at a time” for me. On everything.
How do you take life (and your illness)? One day at a time?