I keep on looking through the looking glass, and I want to fall on through, out of the real world to a happy day, out of the wreckage that I do

This is probably the song that has come up most often on my blog. It describes exactly how I feel when my symptoms are at their worst and I become exhausted and overwhelmed by life. When this happens I always end up in the same place, planted in front of the mirror and staring into my eyes. I must be the only person who can possibly see what is happening to me, and that's why I watch... To show myself that there is someone who understands. Mirror mirror, won't you kiss my cheek and tell me i'll be okay. Warm my spirits with your sugar lips, and help me wait for another day.