Another one from Post Secret.
This is actually something I have been wondering lately. Where does the actual me end? What’s the line between my identity and my illness. If I were to be magically cured of my illness, what would I do? Would I have the strength to do the right things? I mean, the feelings, the anxiety… those are the illness. But how much of my reaction is learned behavior? And how much of it would I be able to ignore if my mind and feelings worked like everyone else?
Admin here. I just wanted to update the site with a brief apology for a lack of 100% original content lately. Our regular contributors have been busy preparing for and participating in NaNoWriMo. I’m proud to say that while we’re collectively under par for today’s expected goal, it’s not by much.
We do have some original posts in the editing phase, so look for those soon.
I hope everyone else is having a great November/NaNoWriMo!