So why write?

I know, I know.  I just made a big deal about how I’m not my illness, and now I go on to write blog post after blog post about my mental illness.

What’s the deal?

While my illness does not define me, I still have to live with it.  Some days its no big deal.  Some days its a mere annoyance.  Some days it consumes my life.  Even though I don’t want to define myself by it, I still have to put up with its crap on a daily basis, and sometimes it without a doubt influences my choices.

I need a place to share my struggle uncensored under the comfort of anonymity until I find the courage to talk about it openly and without shame.   This is that place.

It is a challenge and a struggle, but dammit, I won’t let it win.