A lot of fear of going back to those places within my head. I wasn’t a good person when I was sick
Of course one of my auditory is crowds of voices picking me apart, judging and telling me how everything I do is wrong.
When it gets bad, they turn topic to suicide.
Part of me feels, a little fear of those broken and twisted places can be rational, and healthy. Keeps me motivated to keep up with my meds and mental help tools