i dare only look one day ahead. the next day is sometimes a battle already
20 years would put me in my early 50’s. I have a few friends in their early 50’s. I don’t normally think that far down the road though. Tend to try and live in the moment. Anyway my goal is a rather simple one: to make a difference in the lives of those living with mental illness. Where this road will have taken me in 20 years time is anyone’s guess.
A good question that i struggle to answer. I don’t know if it’s part of the illness but i struggle to think of future goals and ambitions. What there is is one day stumbling into the next.
The only thing i can of that in 20 years, if still alive, i am no longer severely obese.
Enjoy the benefits of a good sz drug for negative symptoms. Otherwise - continue on -