Do people eventually accept the fact that they've been crippled by the medication and go about their life or do they constantly reminisce about the past and how things could've gone differently, not that thinking about it helps anyways. I'm not gunna lie I tend to be a negative person that tells myself I'll never make a full recovery, I expect something but I'm guaranteed that certain side effects and damage will persist for as long as I'm alive. People tell me to accept it and move on but I genuinely can't bring myself to accept my current state of life. Hell sometimes I wish my former psychiatrist knew exactly what it felt like so she wouldn't hand out injections like they're candy to people who don't even need it in the slightest. Now I know what hell on earth feels like, or being a prisoner of your own mind. ( oh look I'm no longer a greenlighter newbie yay)