Hang in there! This shit's not easy... I had "The Black Dog" living with me for many years. When I was most isolated, I used to just "vomit" it all into my journal... then I'd take the pages outside and burn them. After a while, I didn't need to, anymore... I just wrote. Then I started writing about the experience and it helped others... no schedule; it just happened.

A lot of people here at Steemit care and are here for you.