I tend to use a lot of metaphors and clichés when describing my mental illnesses. Sometimes, doing that makes the tough feelings seem a little more tangible.
When I look back on the past week, the image that first comes to mind is a roller coaster ride — one where you find yourself careening downward and you feel completely out of control.
Sometimes, I would reach a peak, a moment of peace, but those never lasted very long. Soon, I would be hurtling at rapid speeds down the next hill.
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