Today, I was reading a post about someone who went to seek counselling. As many of us do, I often contemplated seeing someone for... whatever this is. I haven't thought about it in a while.

I started to think about how I am not sick enough anymore (was I ever?) for psychiatric help. That spanned into reliving the last 2 and 1/2 years and remembering... how I got to my lows and highs. I started fantasizing about how sick I could get again, and how easy it would be.

I feel myself relapsing.
I'm not sure how I think about that.