March was a bit rubbish, and I'm not holding too much hope for April either. My phone takes potato photos, and I don't care. I'm looking forward to warmth, I looking forward to sunny days. Currently the morning light is hinting at the days to come and although I'm not the biggest fan of wishing your life away, I'm excited for the summer.
This month there has been a lot of missing my medication; and if you have to rely on any type of daily medication you'll know that doesn't exactly help matters. I'm dealing with the frustration that these medications do actually help, and I never wanted to admit that. My biggest responsibility is to take control of my mental illness and that generally means taking my medication properly, so there's that to bare in mind.