My Deamons are with me everyday and night. The thoughts that go through and sometimes stay in my head is an on-going struggle to overcome. That's okay because I have everyone fooled and I'm glad for them being happy.Some of my focuses are caring for my 93yo mother in a Long term care facility, seeing my distant granddaughters and being as little a problem I can be.While my Deamons aren't behind me yet it's comforting to know that someone else fought and won whatever complication it was that kept bothering them in body and mind. Give credit to those who found a solution.