I am Not Crazy

I thought I was going crazy, literally, insane! Actually, it wasn't until I truly believed something was wrong with me that I started healing. I finally cried out for help at this moment of insanity, I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't take not understanding, not knowing who I was, I was sick! Sick of numbness, fatigue, apathy, lost identity, insanity. At this this point I cried but I was suffering in silence, than someone came along, my aunty Sherry with Dr. Wolfelt's book. Finally, some hope and reassurance. A flicker of light.